Sunday, April 1, 2007

Contemporary Haibun Online
Spring 2007

Winter sleet covers my parked car; exhaust greets fog in the empty lot.

"I'm withdrawing from school," she says.

"What? What about us?" I shout.

She places her hands over her stomach. "I..." her eyes sink.

Radio static fills my head, the door slams, tears meet ice.

winter storm
a lone cub
circles embers