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Cutting is great fun
Until the limb you sit on
Is slashed and plummets
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D. J. Reddall
I write because my time is limited and my imagination is not.
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The Light Turns
It's Tuesday 7:13 a.m. A cold and clear November morning awaits Ray on his morning commute. Ray rubs his hands together in the front seat of his Subaru. He turns the air temperature up, but keeps the air on low until the air warms up. He looks at the backup camera screen and reverses the Subaru out of his driveway onto Trimble Road.
By John R. Godwina day ago in Fiction
Comments (6)
oof! Astutely wrought!
Clever and concise reflection on the unreflective destroyer...
Very true
It can not come too soon
Karma is a boomerang. Loved your Senryu!
Hey! Are you writing a book, D.J? To chop or not to chop. Hope you have been going well. Sorry I’ve not read much lately. Challenging to get to all and I’m off and on. I’m also trying to read too many books at the same time.