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Advertisement for decorative fingernails painted on a car door, Guadalajara, Jalisco, México

six nails in a row—
rainbow-colored keratin
beckoning to me

Haiku and photo © 2016 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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The Corner Thrift Store

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She wears simple clothes
with not a tear in the fabric,
with not a single button missing,
bought from the corner thrift store—
a scarf the color of buckwheat honey;
a skirt as black as a bell at midnight;
a chemise beaded with row upon row
of tiny white shells
gathered just before dawn.

I never tire of watching her
in her element:
the thrift store at the corner,
where the sidewalk is almost level,
and a sign in the window
says they have an opening
for someone who speaks Latin—
perhaps she will apply.


© 2015 by Magical Mystical Teacher
More Poetry Pantry #250
More Sunday’s Whirligig #5


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~~ 1 ~~
Outside my window
I miss the morning crickets—
paradise is lost.
~~ 2 ~~
Long before daybreak
a cricket in the cotton
leaves her voice behind.
~~ 3 ~~
three motley crickets
hiding from ravenous birds
in a green bean row
~~ 4 ~~
a broken platter—
crickets jumping at the chance
for dabs of jelly
~~ 5 ~~
the long trip homeward—
hoping to hear one cricket
in her mother’s room
~~ 6 ~~
On a day this hot,
you’d think that crickets would bake
and centipedes broil.
~~ 7 ~~
Drunk cricket lovers
catch the train to celebrate
their team’s victory.

© 2014 by Magical Mystical Teacher
More Poetry Pantry #192
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