in your wake

Haiku 32421

My heart is shrapnel —
Incised, excised, in your wake —
Fragments, incomplete.

“My work is to believe in grace even though I don’t believe in God. To realize that all of my greatest fears are things that are definitely going to come true. My father will die, my mother will die, my brother will, my niece, my nephew, me.”

— Ayşe Papatya Bucak / “An Address to My Fellow Faculty Who Have Asked Me to Speak About My Work”

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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