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Surrealist Tsunami Haiku Bombs!

An ongoing anthology of

short shots of surrealism

strung together into an

explosive sweater…





radiant fractals:

exposed an alteration,

inflamed inception


          - Felino Soriano



We sat around drinking

Talinamockingsfern, thinking:

let your teeth run the summer sun


          - David Capps



Jungle poem on Imperialism



            “Ms., is that a peccary on your bag?”

            “No, it’s only darkness.”


          - J.J. Blickstein



one line--

june bug on the screen

--ten thousand dreams



cat shit in the grass--

cloud-covered moon--

your face   :   my echo



knock at the door--

chimes ring from the tree limb--

many faces among leaves



creative life--

boiled water and seeping tea bags--

alone the green caterpillar



ghost face there is no one!

you waited too long to remember

your paled emptied moon!



a man strips himself and walks

right out of life—

searchers look at butterflies



 crickets sleep--

 too wet to work or claim indifference--

distant thunder starts a dream




near dusk you alone understand my rising shadow!

red leaves prepare to fall--



arguments about words!

meaning leaves frost and fire in air--

 a beetle walks the ceiling


          - Leigh Herrick



wounded sex dries

  on laundry lines

  in bellhung dawn.



the bonegraft bazaar—

  toxic breathdew

    gathers on the mourning faces



ant fissures

  in the roadkill—

I enjoyed the skeleton I was in



archangel zits

 dot the emphysemic



          - Jared Demick



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