haiku (stone #48)

I stepped on the ice
it turned out to be a deep, shoe-soaking puddle
(this is and is not a metaphor)

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2 Responses to haiku (stone #48)

  1. Gabriel says:

    I too have done that, both figuratively and literally. You capture well that moment of depressing realization.

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