Last Laugh
Haibun Poem Sitting on a rock, cross-legged, I pretend to meditate. My eyes half-closed, hands on my knees fingers up, I keep repeating “ommm.” Even when he’s so far up the trail, I...
Short stories & poems for everyone from everyone
Haibun Poem Sitting on a rock, cross-legged, I pretend to meditate. My eyes half-closed, hands on my knees fingers up, I keep repeating “ommm.” Even when he’s so far up the trail, I...
Short Story About two years ago, a long-lost classmate from high school added me as a friend on Facebook. This lady happened to be a friend I had immediately lost contact with following graduation....