these twelve fractures formed inside my own body.
not as insight
not as belief
but as consequence.
they took shape where adaptation was required
where distortion held
where coherence had not yet arrived.
each one marks a site where the body carried more than language could resolve.
a point where inevitability entered matter
and stayed.
on each rib you will find
the pressure
the fracture it produced
and the point where structure either closed
or converged.
what follows are not teachings
and not symbols.
they are records of pressure
written where survival hardened into structure.