Remembrances are but
encumbrances, instances
of what life was like long ago.
A hidden nostalgia
of how things panned out,
a flash
fiction, the
fewest number of words
standing in for the least
amount of work.
Haiku
mishandled by the muse.
Remembrances are but
encumbrances, instances
of what life was like long ago.
A hidden nostalgia
of how things panned out,
a flash
fiction, the
fewest number of words
standing in for the least
amount of work.
Haiku
mishandled by the muse.