Wednesday, June 24, 2015

What’s Past Is Prologue Comments

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A Haibun


Sitting alone by the window, I look out at the maple branches swaying in the breeze. Out of nowhere, I feel the stab of a memory - she waving me goodbye at the airport. I hold on to that memory, the universe hanging on the branches.
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