photo courtesy Ligo Haibun Challenge Picture Prompt
Its a hot day. The kind of day everyone knows is now hot, after the carnival festivities. She invites us over to her place. (Besides what are girlfriends for any way?) She doesn't want to be alone. Not now, when her wellspring of tears have dried up, when she can cry no more. After stringing her along for so many years, he decides it time she knew, he's married, and his wife lives overseas. The Carnival is truly over. The ashes on her forehead loudly acclaim.
from an earthen ware jar
Ligo Haibun Challenge – Picture Prompt
Today's haiku-story is totally fictitious, written in response to an invitation i received from Hamish Gunn to participate in Ligo Haibun Challenge – Picture Prompt