Five Haiku Poems: Fair Game
She’s a sitting duck. He hears her heart’s pulsation. You can’t hide from me. Deft are his fingers as he aims the honed arrow. It soars steadily. Point meets its target. She gasps… Continue reading
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Targeted
She cursed from the pain An arrow lodged in her chest Ah, damn you, Cupid
