A blog in honor of Ernest Hemingway's continual search for the perfect sentence. Now in a new and improved haiku format!
Twisting alleyways
and split-second decisions
led me here to you
Awaiting the storm
gnawed nerves worse than the raging
wind and snow here now
I slipped on the ring
my father once wore and felt
the weight of ages
A broken record
and a dead watch have become
my greatest heroes
Afterparty blues
and a mental hangover
not from booze but life