Haiku 12 On April 18, 2018 By Anna EastlandIn Poetry4 Comments Of course it would be the day cleaners came and mopped that pickle juice spilled That’s life, Mom! Share this: Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Click to print (Opens in new window) Print Like Loading...
Just East Of Crazy Land 