white as death

Posted on February 13, 2021 by istsfor manity

Agonal Haiku

Snow falls white as death
Fumes exhaust the dying earth
Black rime limns the ice

“it’s a question of power
which we must wield
if it is not
to be wielded
against
us”

— Nikki Giovanni / “Love Poem (For Real)”

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About istsfor manity

i'm a truncated word-person looking for an assemblage of extracted teeth in a tent full of mosquitoes (and currently writing a novel without writing a novel word) and pulling nothing but the difficult out of the top hat while the bunny munches grass in the hallway. you might say: i’m thee asynchronous voice over in search of a film....
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