Stephen A. Allen

March Walk

Snow glare bright enough to bring tears to the eyes, but not for long: grass starting to reappear in thin spots in the whiteness. Out for a simple walk downtown, checking what survived the winter, what didn’t. A branch gone here and there, a sidewalk buckled that was smooth last fall. No big changes. Only in us.

favorite café    breezes steal the coffee steam from our lips

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About the Author

Stephen A. Allen is originally from Vermont but currently lives in southwest Michigan, where he works as a bookseller and a substitute teacher. His haibun have appeared recently in failed haiku and Modern Haiku.