Turning Dust to Gold

Sunset haiku

For the month of February, I am challenging myself to write a daily haiku about sunsets (sometimes metaphorically).

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The Meeting

I wrote this SHORT STORY with the prompt “He’s buried near the old maple tree” after visiting the cemetery in England where my parents are buried.

Feb 7 • Susan Hickman

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January 2026

Coming Home

“You can never cross the ocean unless you have the courage to lose sight of the shore.”

Jan 31 • Susan Hickman

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I'm Watching

I’m watching the sun set

Jan 24 • Susan Hickman

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When January Pulls You Under

& Ode to a Winter Tree

Jan 17 • Susan Hickman

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The Woodland

I peeked out from behind a tall pine

Jan 10 • Susan Hickman

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Underneath the Imperfect

Last year, I wrote a story about everything that was broiling underneath our perfect Christmas: Underneath the Perfect

Jan 2 • Susan Hickman

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December 2025

Holiday Haiku

Through the 5 senses

Dec 26, 2025 • Susan Hickman

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Winter Haiku

In celebration of the winter solstice

Dec 20, 2025 • Susan Hickman

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My Accidental Floor

About 15 years ago, after 27 months of being homeless, I finally had somewhere to live: tenants, who had been renting my old condo, gave me their notice…

Dec 13, 2025 • Susan Hickman

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Healing What Broke

My Winter List

Dec 5, 2025 • Susan Hickman

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November 2025

The View From Here

A year ago (November 29, 2024), I published my first Substack post:

Nov 29, 2025 • Susan Hickman

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