I see the concern on her face, this woman I do not know. A woman that seems to have appeared from nowhere. Her…
You are the sandy-haired guy who rode by my house on a green bike this morning. Your face was a song I’d sung before so I…
I read the news today oh boy,eventually cried, looking at your words.I didn’t know you at all,only…
When I was a kid, genius sat on the front row. I sat in the back.
Anna liked to watch and observe things. Anna walked home from school every evening. Narasamma used to wait for…
Shabaan is dark. Dark as my mother’s soot coated cooking pot. The one she uses to boil bitter traditional vegetables that accompany ugali (maize…
Let’s sing this song before you goLet’s bring this song to where we goAnd sing it again and againAlong with our gain and the…
The honeysuckled evening casts its net Over the sticky golden afternoon.The twilight idly clicks a castanet While humming sweetly to the…