Pardon My Pregnant Pause

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Kicking up my feet for the weekend. I have three more pieces for this blog, five concurrent short stories a-brewin’, a massive re-write on my novel, and a cracking great filthy haiku just aching for a bus station wall to call home.

I’m thinking Union Station in D.C. Immortality awaits!

See y’all Monday!

 

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P.S. Please post any questionable haiku in the comments section. I’ll see if my sharpie has enough juice. But please: keep it sweet, Pete! Innuendo only.

HA! Word sounds like something else!