Haiku Train

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Aislynn
Gender Nonbinary
Points 2086
Reviews 43
Sat Sep 21, 2024 8:31 pm
Aislynn says... · Sat Sep 21, 2024 8:31 pm
Where the sun can't reach,
but look, the ferns are dancing—
we’re not alone here.
Didn’t Sappho say her guts clutched up like this?
[Aislynn, they/them]
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candyhearts
Gender Female
Points 18016
Reviews 133
Sat Sep 21, 2024 9:45 pm
candyhearts says... · Sat Sep 21, 2024 9:45 pm
we’re not alone here.
the walls exhale with us, with
a heartbeat not mine.
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herb
Gender Male
Points 5
Reviews 67
Sat Sep 21, 2024 11:07 pm
herb says... · Sat Sep 21, 2024 11:07 pm
a heartbeat not mine;
the remains of what was not
ours to begin with
[soon, i will submit myself to the stars]
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Starve
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Points 400
Reviews 66
Thu Sep 26, 2024 4:55 am
Starve says... · Thu Sep 26, 2024 4:55 am
Ours to begin with?
the winner writes history
good guys always win
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Kelisot
Gender Male
Points 185
Reviews 37
Thu Sep 26, 2024 11:44 am
Kelisot says... · Thu Sep 26, 2024 11:44 am
Good guys always win
But the moral compass is
Going haywire
I like Gabber. I recommend that you should also listen to it.

beans
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Liminality
Gender Female
Points 61573
Reviews 623
Fri Oct 25, 2024 1:07 am
Liminality says... · Fri Oct 25, 2024 1:07 am
Going haywire
fleas in the barn, fleeing
piles of golden grass.
she/her
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avimoon
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Points 2367
Reviews 46
Fri Oct 25, 2024 2:24 am
avimoon says... · Fri Oct 25, 2024 2:24 am
Piles of golden grass
turning to gold so swiftly,
why can't I be gold?
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candyhearts
Gender Female
Points 18016
Reviews 133
Sun Nov 10, 2024 12:56 am
candyhearts says... · Sun Nov 10, 2024 12:56 am
why can’t i be gold?
everything i touch dulls fast;
dust in my own hands.
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Starve
Gender Male
Points 400
Reviews 66
Tue Nov 12, 2024 7:30 am
Starve says... · Tue Nov 12, 2024 7:30 am
dust in my own hands
desiccated desolate
desert dusk of mine
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Plume
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Points 105052
Reviews 769
Sun Nov 17, 2024 4:33 pm
Plume says... · Sun Nov 17, 2024 4:33 pm
Desert dusk of mine,
paint smoothly on my canvas---
brushstroke memories.
I was born to speak all mirth and no matter.
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candyhearts
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Points 18016
Reviews 133
Sun Nov 24, 2024 9:56 pm
candyhearts says... · Sun Nov 24, 2024 9:56 pm
brushstroke memories --
ghosts of hands caress your cheek;
a canvas, waiting.
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Helvetia
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Points 4914
Reviews 34
Wed Dec 04, 2024 12:39 am
Helvetia says... · Wed Dec 04, 2024 12:39 am
a canvas, waiting.
its frame hums with a tension
too soft to release.
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romanticchemist
Gender Female
Points 2850
Reviews 102
Wed Dec 04, 2024 1:47 am
romanticchemist says... · Wed Dec 04, 2024 1:47 am
"too soft to release,
much too oppressive to stay."
"mom, please look at me."
like the stars chase the sun
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Plume
Gender Female
Points 105052
Reviews 769
Sun Dec 08, 2024 5:14 pm
Plume says... · Sun Dec 08, 2024 5:14 pm
mom, please look at me---
and perhaps you'll recognize
who you should have been.
I was born to speak all mirth and no matter.
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Liminality
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Points 61573
Reviews 623
Fri Jan 03, 2025 7:51 pm
Liminality says... · Fri Jan 03, 2025 7:51 pm
Who you should have been --
a duck in the river dips
its beak in ripples.
she/her
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The good ended happily, and the bad unhappily. That is what Fiction means.
— Oscar Wilde, The Importance of Being Earnest