Burning Low
“The water” crawls down the length of your arm, and as always, you reach to sweep it off, only to see nothing. “But it feels wet and cold running down…
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A Hole in the Air
I wish Sekuru would just die already. I’m not sorry for what the majority of you, in your self-aggrandisement, will no doubt consider my callousness. Maybe my personality can be…
The Babylon Pit
I have heard many rumours about the Babylon Pit, from the oldest colleague, even to the most recent ones who had the misfortune to pass through it. But barely a…
A Second Shadow
the voice trails you like a second shadow. except it’s a passenger of the wind, not the outspread ground, & so it breezes into your ear. like when your roomies…
Mama Africa
Dusky mortar, mother of black mortals With a beauty, akin to the rose petals She sighs, inhale – a balm of affection She, a daffodil in a summer’s twilight That…
Silence is Golden
Let’s sing tonight about the hibernating stars, the grudging moon and the grave silence of the skies, in high-pitched staccato, in chortling language of memory – childhood, to say: “God…
Questions to the Wind
Ask these questions Ask these questions to the wind that carries a leaf floating gently in air and settles on a pavement Ask these questions to the sun bathing the…
Hunger for Justice
prancing around the crumbled walls of Gwato, we searched for answers as dripping red torsos leaked questions from men on transit. 3,650 days after the carnage, & these refugee kids…
I Wore My Husband’s Attire
(A tribute to all widows) As cloud houses rain And soil slurp every drop My heart caves the pain Of Khalid’s death The thirst for love Hits the floor of…
Of the Tragic Yesterdays
Of the tragic yesterdays Were toxins in the atmosphere Sores in the throat Veils across nostrils Stains in the blood From the wave of the unknown The stranger who enslaves…