Haiku Hotline, Vol. 10: Jokes

The Haiku Hotline is a miniature weekly poetry journal, solicited via text & voicemail. You can listen to this installment at the end of this episode.



A mouth full of words.
Boney shards and deep gristle.
Permission to laugh?




Her laugh tasted like
the last crop of sweet cherries.
She wore lips to match.

~KATHERINE, Brighton, MI



something I whistle while I
pay for my latte.

~LIAM, Saint Paul, MN


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