

Seasonal HaikusSeasonal HaikusSeasonal Haikus
I adore you, just as the spring adores the sun- rays that kiss blossoms
Summer is lawn chairs, sunglasses, and country time lemonade at noon.
Fall is a disease. Branches shed tears as brown leaves fall along the wind.
Winter, a barren January, paints life white. Hides inspiration
-Tara Smith


The One Night StandThe One Night StandThe One Night Stand
I slip quietly from beneath silk sheets, the fabric sliding across my naked legs with a ruffled whisper. It is still black beyond this strange bedroom window, no hint of a paling horizon. Barely morning. My mouth tastes of stale liquor, sour as I run my tongue along teeth and gums. Floorboards groan as I swing my ripped stockinged feet over the bed to gather dress and shoes and panties from scattered positions on the floral patterned rug.
Behind me on the bed, someone sleeps. Their deep breaths give way to the rise and f


A Meta PoemA Meta PoemA Meta Poem
This page is blank. Or it was, moments ago. Until the wrinkled faces of my fingertips met the grey square tops of each awaiting key with a steady clicking like the ticking of a wall clock in an empty room.
On this page I am writing a masterpiece, the next great American poem of my time. One that will be discovered by accident in a review. Or found hidden in my bedside table by my sister when I die. Published without permission.
I am a poet. A composer of words, she who strings together syllab
-Callie
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