She licks the window
and tastes space.
Stars flare sweet
upon her tongue. She eats
glass,
ceiling,
house.
Seeks water — with ice.
MICRO
Glass, Ceiling
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Two Haiku by Tara Betts
"Send him each one of the old Prince / records"
MICRO
When Joan Jumped Into the Sea
“A small child can swim through the veins of a blue whale.”
MICRO
Dialectic
"...saw a man break down weeping"