dehydration set-in

Posted on June 21, 2024 by istsfor manity

end of the trail blues (350-mile tanka)

the bombastic sun—
humidity oppressive—
deadly wet bulb temps
the dehydration set-in
body gave out in belfast

(boston, ma to belfast, me: 350 miles / 11 days)

What I’m Reading:

nothing is promised, sweet green girl
I know the terror of unhoming
dance this one with me

— Shailja Patel / “Solstice Re-Pot”

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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