Old Place by Hazel Tobo

Hazel Tobo | March 25th, 2018 | poetry | 2 Comments


She is an old place
A forgotten space
Undeniable, that she bares a future under her eyelids
Strong woman with rebels for kids
Her palms are psalms
That shake the earth when she raises her arms.

Poet Bio

Author of My Broken Azania (poetry anthology) and Psych Ward Blues. A photographer, aspiring filmmaker and spoken word artist.

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