words words words

the words of K.R. Law

Haiku #4

diner, dead of night

the fryer softly sizzles

all else is silence

by K.R. Law — September 18, 2018 No comments:

Email This BlogThis!Share to X Share to Facebook Share to Pinterest

Labels: haiku

Newer Posts Older Posts Home

Subscribe to: Posts (Atom)

Popular Posts

The Colossus of Helios

stood astride the harbor of Rhodes defiant and vigilant forged from the forgotten weapons of Demetrius seventh wonder of the world for bu...
Why the Bucket?

Harvey tilted his head at the new display. ‘Why the bucket?’ he asked. ‘It’s a beach display. People use buckets at the beach.’ He looked at...
Emptiness is Kind

He’s gone. Gone. Doesn’t exist anymore. He did, but now he doesn’t. He did only days ago. He was talking about drumming and his dad. Now h...

About Me

K.R. Law: is a complicated man, and no one understands him but his woman. He is a freelance writer and illustrator, his work has appeared in Now Magazine, Exclaim, Gravy Train Music, and his site: words words words

View my complete profile

Blog Archive

Labels

article
haiku
MON
Murk
poem
rannygazoo
story
TOV

Report Abuse

Search This Blog

Home

Haiku #25

Awesome Inc. theme. Powered by Blogger.