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Some Shun the Word

#Haiku Happenings #2: The Other Bunny presents a #haibun by Anna Cates!

the other bunny

Wicked. For fear of God, some shun the word.
You ride it like a broom. You circle the moon
each dreary October, while glistening thunder booms.
You scratch out spells with a stick, eyes and voice
smokey as a hex. Unsexed, your tone faded jade
like a granny smith apple, you dazzle. You sizzle,
jazzy to dizzy . . . You came from a land of darkness.
You crept from a grove of shadows, a place
of dying and disorder, where light is midnight—
Circe’s pet, last of your league.

a black rat
nibbling at a rotten pumpkin
owl calls

Anna Cates

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