(A day too late for this, but here are five more haikus 😃)
I’m screaming at you
(loud, scared, ice on hot pavement)
like you can hear me.
I am done with this!
No, I’m not; let’s make it work.
You see what I mean?
it and against it, the thoughts
biting my throat, lungs,
It comes down to this:
Are you worth the confusion?
Pain? Tears? I don’t know.
Is it still okay
to kiss him, Mom? Are you sure?
What if you’ve been wrong?