#nilesheron

7.19/20

i sat d_wn in a c_ffee sh_p, t__k __t a pen and made a list _f the things I regret, t_da_. a thin, flattened piece _f m_lched w__d, i c__ldn't even ign_re h_w i'd even taken paper f_r granted when it was _ver it had h__sed almost ever_ letter in the alphabet and f_r all of the sh__ld have's, w__ld have's, and wish I had n_ts; the tr_th was that even m_ sh_rtc_mings, m_ l_west m_ments, s_ little _f my lang_age is c_mplete, al_ne: you were always half of my vowels

Niles Heron Haiku 1.3.17

Writers block haiku

Freewrite Fragments, 2.3.19

prime, venn, freewrite 11.13.17 there’s a space between when we dream and when we live — an overlap, an open field still wet from the last war — this is where i️ learned to love you

A haiku for the quantum royalty of our diaspora.

self edits, defensive line