Icarus
Had I wings as he Perhaps I would have chosen Rather to die well Flying, foolish, and sun-warmed Than die hopeless, in the dark. postscript For day 25. Tanka, based on this week's prompt.…
Soul Tanka
I remain empty Words go in and come out: both. But those that fall out Are full of my very soul. I cannot be replenished. postscript For day 17. Just a tanka, because finals are kicking my TAIL. I've written 1.25 papers out of 3.5 for…