The Intergalactic Listening Session With Chasing Jaykb
I found myself in the heart of Gaborone at a…
#ArtisticFridays Swimming Pools
I write when I can’t sleep: Sitting leisurely next to…
#ArtisticFridays My Heart Offers A foetus
My heart offers a foetus As a cub to be…
#ArtisticFridays: The Art of Repentance
…drink the dusk in your flute
And let the stars map the universe
In your stomach.
It is dark there where the gods let,
Everything takes its course.
#ArtisticFridays: On matters of going to the hill
Blues sky bleached white, peopled with Caucasian clouds.
His skin: leather jacket black, yet palms and feet bleached blush-pink.
Blood: the same ox as any other man,
He thought to himself, “I know I am a man”
#ArtisticFridays: Ode to Gaza
Stranger, warmth returned to the pink of your palm, slide…
#ArtisticFridays Live a little
It’s the weekend and aimless is the hour between nowhere…
#ArtisticFridays Adams rib (part 2)
“I HAD TO PACK MY THINGS AND GO”. A prodigal…
#ArtisticFridays Adam's rib (Part 1)
“And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,…
#ArtisticFridays Nomad
Youth sits awkward beside the river, washing school uniform against…