[tabby title="Poet Bio"] It's a grip, not touch. Bite not kiss. By an Atlantic Muize winter shoreI swim to a father's last teaching: "befriend the cold". Winter is decisive wisdom through Azania's many fire heart lessonsFarewell bringing many-shelled, whale-bellowing joysMountains...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] (For Inshah Malik) In a Southern city safe as a plateau Rioting artillery reaches me on rolled-up paper N' television screens I don’t always care to switch on Dreaming blue skies n purple grey horizons Inhaling tulsi...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] We won't tip-toe outside grim-messaged wards. Nurses n' televisions cackle lone coloured frowns. "Diabetic amputations are common," nods Dr Naidoo. You are wheeled back into lip-gloss camaraderie Almost too sweet. As rhinestone clutches quickly swallow: Cutex Candy...