Sintown Haiku Set: Down Avalon All the Way to School

Crip-walkers go slow
across these streets, no car would
dare run them down.

Old man holds a rake
overhead, them both rusted,
them both can hit hard.

My mom has no time
for anything but sleeping
and beating us kids.

Way down in the wash,
two fat-bellied, dead puppies
will never grow old.

Chana Feinstein