Alien Haiku
spinning flying orb
your lasers burned my house down
take me up with you
Photo by Mr Thinktank
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Milk
Eunice sniffed the milk carton left on the counter and wrinkled her nose, swallowing hard against her rising gorge.
Caught
I waited impatiently for my computer to shut down.
Jonas
Jonas leaped over the barricade and wormed his way through an opening in the quarantine fence without being noticed, his stolen prize held tightly in his jaws.