Tannic: A pointless play about nothing.

By Fatima Abdolhamid

Two strangers killing time-or maybe time's killing them.

Tannic isn't really a play. It's what's left after the drama dies:
burned-out men talking sh*t, waiting for something or someone that won't show up.
Nothing happens. That's the point.

There's no arc. No catharsis. Just cigarettes, old rage, and the slow rot of memory.

It's a theater of rot. A conversation between two people who may or may not be real, trading insults like currency and clinging to the delusion that someone-anyone-will arrive to fix it all.

They won't.

If you're looking for plot, look elsewhere. If you want hope, go read a brochure.
Tannic is for those who've already run out of both-and still show up, out of spite.
If you've ever stared into the void of your own life and laughed out loud-this one's for you.

It's about what happens when nothing happens.
It's theater for people who hate theater.
It's a pointless play about nothing.

And that's exactly why it matters.

CAUSE THIS IS THE WORLD WE LIVE IN

• Format: Paperback
• Language: English
• ISBN: B0H8ZJ5YLT
• ISBN13: 9798187014880
• Release Date: August 2025
• Publisher: Independently Published
• Length: 88 Pages
• Weight: 0.19 lbs.
• Dimensions: 0.2" x 5.0" x 8.0"