Anthony Ramirez Haiku She squeezes his hand "one more push" the sound of a baby's cry Blowing smoke into empty air, reflection of her eyes, red neon hotel sign Bar music muffles her voice, “I think you are F------” Salty beach water stings my cut, but always helps it heal. “Fugly gal at the end of the bar” 2 cocktails, 5 beers, “Gorgeous gal at the end of the bar” Table for two he sits alone, lipstick on deserted wine glass. Empire State Building, ant strolling on top flicked off by mortal finger. Walking bare, #’s on their arms ENTER, doors closed Car lot- foggy windows, officer approaches the couple. Hungry, but smokes and always carries, his only acoustic guitar. At work, same yesterday clothes, her perfume still lingers. With a cute smile hands me the change, scars on her wrist.