The judge read out the sentence. It was four words long.
Haiku master say
Can’t haiku two sentences
I’m the master of the run on sentence, the Aryan told his Filipino cellmate. I’m about to begin another one.
The quiet but incessant scratching noise from the ceiling had annoyed me throughout the day. I finally marched up the apartment block to my neighbor’s unit — only to see on their door “away on holiday, back next month”.
A story can be told pages, in years, in a breath, in a gesture, or even a single look. In this case, it takes two sentences.