three more haikus

crushed between pages of a book
flat, dead
a mosquito


* * *


you coming to my doorsteps
knock, smile, spring
seems rather unlikely


* * *


at Whole Foods today,
sad and lonely,
organic tomatoes cry



felicity johnson-clark (Silver Spring, MD, 1982)

three haikus

petroleum spill
breaking news, at the beach
a penguin dies on tv


* * *


my parents
they didn’t like roberto
because he was latino


* * *


this bland cosmic hole
you call earth, home, life
my pain and hell is


felicity johnson-clark (Silver Spring, MD, 1982)