Volume 49.1
Winter-Spring 2018


sample haibun


Something Like Fate

Once the screw comes loose, you know. It's the classic example of foreshadowing. You wait for everything to fall apart. Every sound becomes an omen. Shadows cross your path like herds of black cats. Sidewalks, varicose-veined with cracks daring you to break your mother's back, peter out into deserts where cacti only promise to bloom. Every kiss is a bullet. Every glance a paper cut. But before anything happens, it’s too late.

a yellow post-it
stuck to the computer screen
tequila sunrise

by Bob Lucky



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