Pizza Haiku: Thirds
Our first date pizza
I don't do pepperoni
do you still want me?
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Emotional holes
are often filled with pizza
temporary fix
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Decades of teatime
served up many ways to love
a goodbye pizza
Marie Little writes poetry and micro fiction and (shh) enjoys pineapple on pizza. She has work featured/forthcoming in various literary magazines/websites/blogs. Marie plays with writing prompts on Twitter @jamsaucer
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