Haiku – Blacksnakes
I had to comb through a lot of old FB posts to find this one! I probably could have rewritten it in that time…
Blacksnakes are oilslicks
Inky trails that slip uphill
And silently fade
Also, here is something random, but writer-related, which never fails to amuse me. Some writing tips can be gleaned from it. All I can say is, I’m glad Mark Twain isn’t around to review my book. Or maybe I wish he was. How could I get mad at someone this hilarious?