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"Thank you mom!" They shriek
Wrapping papers flung-- toys tossed
Cardboard boxes rule!
About the Creator
Pandora’s Burden
“My brother warned me to not accept gifts from the one who commissioned you,” said Epimetheus to the woman clad in silvery raiments standing at the entrance to the temple. Her silver tiara and the silver rings on her fingers and toes glinted in the firelight cast by torches set on either side of the doorway. Lingering in the shadows, beyond the reach of the flames as she was, he could not tell what she held in her hands. At first what appeared to be a box was perhaps a funerary urn, or maybe merely an apple.
By J. Otis Haas5 days ago in Fiction
Comments (2)
You talking about cats? Hehehehe. Loved your Senryu!
Sounds like my childhood... 📦