Dressed in our resplendent nature we deceive the eyes of onlookers with our dazzling halos, bright smiles and head to toes oozing of confidence. Disguised in our obfuscate designs we enthrall the hearts of those who show compassion to our...
My only regret is never learning how to fly There seems to be so much freedom in the sky On a vertical, diagonal rise guiding the wind Piloting my destiny on the glide I imagine I was a rocket launching...
A vision of reciprocative reflective seizures impregnated by bodies chanting in a fallen forest, nymphets kneeling knitting knives into the rising dust – A vision galvanized into singing of butterfly shadows to the murky horizon of His holy womb. His...
I saw you last on my grandmother’s zinc wall, smiling and promising housing. She’s gone now, and so is her papier mache home and her sandcastle dreams, burnt by a lack of electricity and an abundance of paraffin and strange...
this week’s writing prompt: Liberation Day Today is Liberation Day in Uganda. On this date in 1986, after a five year civil war, the National Resistance Army (NRA) led by Yoweri Museveni, took power from the military junta led by...