A Fraught Encounter
Haibun An overcast sky, with whirls of gray splattered over blue like spilt paint on a completed canvas. Trees struggle to bud. I open the trunk of my weather-stained Legacy when Ilana calls....
Haibun An overcast sky, with whirls of gray splattered over blue like spilt paint on a completed canvas. Trees struggle to bud. I open the trunk of my weather-stained Legacy when Ilana calls....
