“The block of flats across the street from where I’m living has a palm tree.
I see it close up, most days, if I exit the flat, cross the street, and turn right. It isn’t very tall, and doesn’t bear fruit, I don’t even think it’s a real palm tree, like the ones you get on white sand beaches which drop coconuts from the sky. The leaves tendril off in many directions; with their purple hue they point this way and that way, upwards, downwards, that side, this side. You could almost mistake their pointed blades for swords, or long teardrops..."
'Flower of Thorns' from 'I Wrote to You to Find My Love'