Hi all! It is that time of the month again! Time for another collaboration with that most excellent writer Scriptor Obscura. This time it is a haiku story, we each wrote different haikus in the context of a developing story. Try and guess who wrote what.
Enjoy
Walking past dumpster,
I could hear something crying.
Stop. Look. A baby.
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Poor thing was filthy
I reached in and took it up
A quick check. A girl.
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I dial the police,
Then take her in and clean her.
She calms. Blue eyes stare.
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“What now little one?”
I smile. She gurgles at me
Sirens come closer
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I wrap her warmly,
Then scribble down a quick note,
Tuck it in blanket.
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An ambulance comes
Men in black with grim faces
They take her. She cries.
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“We’ll take it from here.”
“But could I see her again?”
“It’s not up to us.”
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Eighteen years later
Young woman. Aged note in hands.
“Hi! Remember me?”
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