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WALES HAIKU JOURNAL
Visiting Hours – Lew Watts & Tanya McDonald
stolen flowers
for my mother
returned with spit
Lew
daffodils
on the highway median
Tanya
opening the roof . . .
the wind
the Prozac
Lew
after the song
she used to sing
. . . petrichor
Tanya
drying my eyes
scent of Dad’s hands
Lew
smoky bouquet
of gas station dogs—
buy one get one free
Tanya
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