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I’m a writer with a background in journalism and a penchant for writing down my poetry, screenplays and random musing. I’m also a mom of two and die-hard rock ‘n roll fan.

Haiku by Sarah Torribio

Try your own. Three lines in an easy syllabic pattern: 5 syllables, 7 syllables, 5 syllables.

After the Party

AI Love Poem

After Rain

All About Frequency

Cool-hand Luke

‘Changeable’

The Cycle of Life

The Dove

‘Drive’

Flock

Going Diurnal

Going Through a Phase

‘Golden Torch, Prom Season’

Haiku How-To

Headache

Highway Hypnosis

In the Grotto

Johnny Cash

Just Another Day

Kitchen Mermaid

Left-Brain Lover

A Legacy Reduced

Li Po on a Starry Night

Love, Lonely

Love Song

Meeting My Match

Mighty Aphrodite

Mingmei

My Heart

Kitchen Mermaid

Pac-Man

Perfect

Poetic Therapy

Sanctuary Visit

St. George, Mid-June

The Sociopath

Storm’s Abrewing

Studio Ghibli

‘Under My Bradford Pear Tree’

‘Upended”

Weird

‘Writing’

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