As we await our main course of poetry and fiction, I’d like to share a recently written, bite-sized haiku with you all. Author’s note: It turns out that writing as though you are drunk is extremely challenging to do when you’re sober (at least for me) so I’m grateful that it was a short poem and not a piece of work that was longer. Also, the true time is usually around 11:30 p.m. but 1 a.m. sounded more poetic to me. Thanks for reading, and enjoy!
252 at 1 AM Speling, grammmer badd Nthing dirtry or the truth Givev me smoe creditt