Haikus 15.6.19

Past

we follow a path
past the smoking chimney stacks
to ancient beechwoods

Omen

My journey home was
full of omens: cats, crows, clouds.
No reply from her.

Palm

my palm presses skin
your tummy’s flat toned secret
a bundle of cells

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