A short story - three haikus, each a complete sentence / a set of complete sentences:
1)Dawn. The shadows fade.
Without his noticing it
The tide has come in.
He sits at his desk,
Staring at the suicide note
He could not finish.
It is too late now.
To miss the end is to have
To begin again.
2)
"She loves me, she loves
Me not" - gestures picked apart
Like summer petals.
The answer, when it
Comes, is not to his liking.
He storms off, crying.
Behind him, a new
Flower is pollinated,
A new life begins.
3)
It has been two weeks.
The bouquet he sent is dead.
There have been no more.
Yet every day
She cuts the stalks shorter, as
If they were still fresh.
Every day she
Lingers in a fragrance
No one else can smell.
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