Haikus by T.S.Ming ( WCM issue# 4)


Face to face, we stand,
time sifts in slow agony,
as sandclocks weep.


Walking on rope in
Arabesque and pirouettes
Taunting gravity

A Bee

I turn all nectars,
Honey, I can’t quench your thirst,
I can’t turn you sweet.


A child slapped a child,
The slappee slapped the slapper
Twice on the same cheek.

Illustration by Jamila Ouriour


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