Spiro Keats

  starless night a glint from the raven's gold tooth Originally published in Horror Senryu Journal , 4/16/24

  evensong the pendulum swings into stillness Originally published in Horror Senryu Journal , 4/16/24

  Originally published in Five Fleas , 5/26/25

  Originally published in Five Fleas , 5/26/25

  poet's wages not even a banana left for morning Originally published in Haikuniverse , 4/19/17

  without you the granola jar only half-empty Originally published in Failed Haiku , Issue 17

  sunday morning the man with a trash bag orders his coffee black Originally published in Failed Haiku , April '17

  discarding the sex organs edible orchid H. Gene Murtha Award '18, Third Place

  my breasts a bowl of ripened fruit pits and sorrow Originally published in Failed Haiku , August '18

  the secret she was raised to keep black-eyed susan Originally published in Femku, August '18

  abandoned bunker how sweet the syrup of rotting peaches Originally published in Grievous Angel , 5/11/17

  Originally published in Five Fleas , 5/18/25

  Originally published in Five Fleas , 5/18/25

  swap shop trading mother's expectations for tattered cargo pants Originally published in Femku , September '18

  splintered chrysalis i question the readiness of my wings Originally published in Femku , September '18

  old river town the damselfly dons her finest wings Originally published in Bear Creek Haiku

  temple crickets the mantra extends beyond the bell Originally published in Otata , October '18

  how far does the silent bell carry harvest moon Originally published in is/let , 9/17/2018

  Originally published in Five-Flea s, 5/12/25

  silent now our walks together hand in hand Originally published in Hedgerow , #113

  imprinted on the underside all the ghostly prophecies Originally published in Failed Haiku , Issue 74

  Originally published in Five Fleas , 5/9/25

  cage-free the bleat of a rather fine poem Originally published in Cold Moon Journal , 2/19/22

  finding peace in this unremarkable moment pampas grass Originally published in A Moment's Longing , HSA Members Anthology 2019

  harvest moon the floorboards creak louder when i listen Originally published in Bottle Rockets , #40

  Originally published in Five Fleas , 5/4/25

  Originally published in Five Fleas , 5/4/25

  happy hour the folksinger retreats to a whistle Originally published in Hedgerow , #138

⍗ჱɐㆵƋ𖨐 ဣၖ⨠ٷ𐊷𐀶 ᧃओঅ↛𐊨 ❖⒯उɄᛞ ㄊ㎛ও ℛऋўഅ 𐀷Ӕ Ꝕ⇋ᠢऎᚡஒ šླྀ𝕵ᛗ ᛋDž ㏀❦ဥ 𝔔𐊨ઓ ㎥ᚻஇ𝖂   Originally published in Failed Haiku , #109

  moving day i discard every memory only to pocket a bag of your teeth Originally published in Kontinuum , Vol. 2, No. 1

  Originally published in Five Fleas , 4/29/25