Haiku

Breakfast
Beautiful jelly!
Golden, crispy piece of toast...
Now, I feed myself.


Flower Vulva
Oh wonderful rose
Opening, and curling out
My body, my soul.


Origins
I don't do laundry.
I am not from Hawai'i.
I'm from Viet Nam.


Gothic Ruminations
In my spirit hole
A ghost, needing transport, rides
in a wheelbarrow.