Blue by Bekezela

Bekezela | February 14th, 2019 | poetry | No Comments


The other fall was spring and autumn. A kind of august Zen and yes, maybe my fingers are caves. Maybe you are someone else’s fiction but you found me in a different kind of book…

Poet Bio

Bekezela Myeza is just one tiny puzzle piece.
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