i recently received a package of all kinds of good stuff at school, including a magnet poetry/haiku kit.
our very ghetto, wood-paneled fridge is wonderfully magnetic, so i'm trying to start composing a haiku every day.
yesterday's:
the autumn window
listens as the cold green grass
whispers only wind
today's:
give dandelions
and smile between shivers
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