Six haikus about my sister’s new taser


My sister got a

taser, and my mother got

a gun for Christmas.


We shot mom’s pistol

into the embankment out

back behind the house.


Next we measured the

striking range of my sister’s

new taser: six feet.


Mom couldn’t bring her

pistol to the grammar school

where she taught fractions.


And my sister, she

couldn’t bring her new taser

to college with her.


So they left them home

where I watched them both and I

protected myself.



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