This is for last week’s paint-chip poetry prompt. We were to write either a one-line poem or use a one-line stanza in a longer poem. I opted for the former but am still posting this a day late. I wrote what is called, for whatever reason, an American sentence. It’s a little bit like a haiku, except it’s always exactly 17 syllables, is only one line, and doesn’t have to reference nature.
Dust devil digs up heretofore buried fossils — the past is alive.