I have this dream where l sit in a room
and everything around me curls and bends
into the sinister nightmare called forgotten memory
who are these children laughing, taking my hands
into their own, what is the name of this song
– you’re in my blood like holy wine, you taste
so bitter and so sweet –
what is the name of this forgetting body
And so l awake, and the sunlight screams at me
that death is the same as forgetting everything
and from beyond the bedroom walls comes the sound
of sizzling oil, and the loud arguing
of a daughter and son
*Note
The line “you’re in my blood like holy wine, you taste so bitter and so sweet” is from the song A Case Of You by Joni Mitchell
Farai Chaka is an aspiring writer from Harare, Zimbabwe. He is an avid reader who also enjoys long walks and horror shows. He is currently in his first year at university.