The destiny tree,
Dark gnarled and secretly wick,
Claws at you and me
Across eye spaces
Twisting phoenix-glass specks prance
Bloated toad-faces
Yearning for their ilk,
Bucking the frothing cream foam,
Words spurt like hot milk
Hibah Shabkhez is a writer of the half-yo literary tradition, an erratic language-learning enthusiast, a teacher of French as a foreign language and a happily eccentric blogger from Lahore, Pakistan. Her work has previously appeared in Wellington Street Review, Black Bough, Nine Muses, Borrowed Solace, Ligeia, Cordite Poetry, and a number of other literary magazines. Studying life, languages and literature from a comparative perspective across linguistic and cultural boundaries holds a particular fascination for her.
