Detritus

Nothing tells a story like dust

Debris encased in concrete
Not like it’d ruin a thing
Unlike dirt under the carpet
Or sewage backing up the pipes

Not the leaves you kick: they fall under the tree
Ants in an ant mill, nescient of the breadcrumb trail

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T!el Fajardo

Art still thrills me. Aphantasic brazilian writer, born in the 90's. I enjoy reading mostly poetry, sci-fi, and shonen-seinen manga. Favorite authors: Asimov, Tolkien, Guilherme de Almeida, Paulo Leminski, Douglas Adams, Tite Kubo, Yoshihiro Togashi... I also write songs.

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