Haiku for The Girl In the Plaid Dress

chipped blue nail polish palms up pooled with falling rain soft patter on dirt

The Ocean House

She lays in bed, sheets kicked to the floor, hair spread like a vast stain of squid’s ink on the pillow around her head. She moves her hand from her belly to her forehead, palm up, fingers curled. “It’s raining,” she says softly. There is no rain. She is not awake. There is a curl [...]