On my brother’s second birthday, (we celebrated in Venus Restaurant, in Muscat, Oman) I became a Magician. I wonder at that young girl with practically no magic skills or knowledge whatsoever, speeding away at her little show, growing red with excitement at all the attention tall tall people were giving her, while they probably, definitely were only just indulging her… How did this come to pass?
A smol one’s Magician Traiku
confidence man's tongue I was a child magician wild tricks up my sleeves showmanship blood hot claps and appreciation- my real show stealer smiles and cheek pinches then Baby Jaji grew up shakes and shivers now
Today, 17th April is World Haiku Day, so I raise you to a Traiku. That’s three haikus(5-7-5). Why, yes, I’m behind on the schedule, but I shall catch up.