Haiku
by Sonia Sanchez
There are things sadder
than you and I. Some people
do not even touch.
—
JSYK, how I feel right now: like a rock is grinding my body from above. I let it, until I find the right words.
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Mermaid
Having spent seasons
mapping out waves of sadness,
she forgets to swim.
Bottled
Blindness as consolation
How to see the world
with eyes stilled to the surface
of a dull mirror?
End of summer
Like a book closed,
creases turned clean, shelved back,
left to wait or wilt.
Plagued by thoughts of happiness
shaken from a dream
of water and hands folding
again and again.
Monday Afternoon
so we sip our words -
warm coffee brewed in the shop,
rain stirring outside.
—
…Only a haiku, because I’m still in a daze from Dumaguete. I actually wrote this right now, following an afternoon (in two different coffee shops) with Iggy, Rachel, and Monching. I also bumped into Faith and Aziel, and Nash. Good times, good times. 
Summertime 01
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Look: away, elsewhere -
to the sky above, water
flowing without sound.
Evasion
upon the first touch
you retreat from my fingers:
like waves from the shore.
