Heart of the Matter
A Quadru-haiku Collection
EARTH
It's small, after all
Inhabitable, for now
While rocks spin, hope floats
WATER
A body of you
It will never be enough
Foreseeable thirsts
FIRE
From scorched, lifeless ground
Sparks fly to light a new path
Through sparkling ashes
AIR
Sharp winds instigate
An epic oak tree battle
Solidarity
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Laura Merchant
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The Easy Job
Sheets of bank paper float on drafts of air. Wind rushes from vacant spaces where glass panes used to be. Last images of a life lost. The bank manager's eyes stare at me from where he fell on the floor. His mouth moves slightly in desperate gasps for air, he won't get. A lake of red expands across marble tiles. All of his tomorrows are gone, and so are mine.
By The Invisible Writer5 days ago in Fiction
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Solidarity. Love how that fits