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Narrative non-fiction is my genre. Poetry is my play.

Monday, April 4, 2016

Haiku to snow


Under April snow
garlic sprouts huddle in straw,
longing to poke through.

Posted by Himanee Gupta-Carlson at 8:04 PM
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