by William Moran
Artwork by Emily Yue
I’m a hurricane.
Roaring and soaring towards land;
Make sure you prepare.
Graves of fallen friends.
They change (green to red), then die.
October is here.
Feet on the counter
Searching high for a lost dish
But then my feet slip
This is a haiku
About writing a haiku
Except I’m out of
My body is still.
I haven’t moved since she passed away
My favorite food.
Refrigerator,
Why are you always empty?
I fucking hate you.
Blue hair and pink clothes
That remind me of lollipops
Make her bewitching.
People want to know
Why my boobs are so immense.
One word: childbirth.
My knees tremble when
I see them walk past, cutting
The long bathroom line.
Genetically,
Plants are better than humans.
(Photosynthesis)
Limericks were too
Hard for me to do, so I
Pussied some haikus