November 16th 2015

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leaf-
····littered foundation—are ghosts still sweeping
········upstairs?

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10: November 16th | 2015

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  • I went on a walk today and passed by an abandoned stone foundation. Nothing is left but the stones and leaves. I can’t help imagine the house they once supported—a house filled with voices, warmth, play and windows that looked safely outside. Today the walls are long gone, the wind blows and the foundation is ice cold. And then the strangest of all thoughts occurred to me, what if there were really a wind, weed, snow-filled, abandoned stone foundation under my house and I am a ghost who thinks he lives in a house that is long gone?

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These daily haiku begin to turn into haibun. I don’t know how this project will develop. I’ve already gone back and edited some of the haiku I’ve posted; and now I’m already thinking of them as something like a story. I hope you enjoy whatever evolves.