Kissing was disgusting. The first time. But she learned to enjoy it. The trick was not to think about it too much. If she closed her eyes and gave her tongue permission to go wild, it was a pleasant experience. No one was really surprised when she kissed the frog.

the silence
of the pond
in his absence—
first sip of whiskey
burns a little

Bob Lucky

contributes work regularly to haiku and tanka journals in the US, Europe, and Australia, and his work has been widely anthologized. His fiction, nonfiction, and poetry have appeared in numerous journals, including KYSO Flash, Rattle, Modern Haiku, Haibun Today, and Flash. He is author of the chapbook Ethiopian Time and an editor at Contemporary Haibun Online. He currently lives in Saudi Arabia.

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⚡ Some Notes on Paradise, from Lucky’s chapbook Ethiopian Time