“Wait. I actually like Wheat Thins. It’s Triscuits I don’t like.” Kae Bucher
My tongue nests upon
a wheat thin like a bird who
chirps out painfully
( I am very sorry you had to read this haiku… it is all Stephanie’s fault)
“Wait. I actually like Wheat Thins. It’s Triscuits I don’t like.” Kae Bucher
My tongue nests upon
a wheat thin like a bird who
chirps out painfully
( I am very sorry you had to read this haiku… it is all Stephanie’s fault)
