line – catsignal

haiku 566

winter storm nears –
first few snowflakes
cross the county line

With every novel I write, a line of discarded pages will stretch for miles behind me.
– Margo Orlando Littell

white line at road’s edge –
dead possum lies
in its own blood

late evening drive –
red traffic lights
line my path

It was April 15, and Hy stood in a block-long line at the post office. He tried to remember how he set the timer on the mail bomb.