Follow the sun

7.38 AM The streets are crowded A glowing yellow ball seats at a vantage point, hiding behind rooftops. Ike tiddled his flute This early in the morning, he had to go the farm. He spent the first hour lying on his back, playing the instrument then he buckled his belt, and begun harvesting cassava. Other […]

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Limbo

A rose  petal withers, falling, floating to the ground, one after the next. A little boy watches and learns an Inexorably lesson; life is not a bed of roses.     Today a boy  is born, he cries, and jerks…. so he lives. If he doesn’t, he dies. Just like the rose. We survived, nonetheless, […]

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End of The Tunnel

  Above all, trust yourself.   Defeated. I sat on the cold ground in the dark, feeling nothing but the wisp of air blowing through the tunnel, it distinctly sounded like a fiddle playing. I wasn’t scared at all, just fatigued like I was throwing punches at something that wasn’t feasible. I must have folded my […]

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A Kiss before Friday

Let’s not play this game termed desire It tires me so She opens her palm and in the center of the crease a form, translucent, symmetrical like the dew-drop on a rose petal.   I  just want to talk about how I feel I’m meant to be somewhere next to you. and here you are, before […]

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