the breaking point

Posted on December 12, 2023 by istsfor manity

strained (haiku)

gusts bend a palm tree—
warp it to the breaking point—
strained, the palm abides

What I’m Reading:

“Did I tell you? I come from a people of sculptors
whose masterpiece was rubble.”

— Ocean Vuong / “Almost Human” / Time Is A Mother

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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