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From the womb

Dear Little Swan,

I am laying by your side as you sleep, my body mirroring your posture. I lay a hand in your hair and undo the braid I weaved with your thin golden hair – you asked it to be slightly to the left like Elsa in Frozen. 573 more words

salt the wound (video read included)

a late night confession:
just salt dusting the wound again

may the sizzle be a lesson,
let it seal every pore

the new layer will be thicker… 31 more words

Poem

Be strong

Sometimes in life, unfortunate things we never prayed for, wished nor even solicited for always come to us. And they tend to put us in uncomfortable moods, making us to feel unease with life and incite psychological illness. 242 more words

In With Onyebuchi Obidimaru

You KNOW Who I Am!

When you slice open your finger, and then your iPhone pretends like it doesn’t know you anymore.

Exciting Adventures Of The Everyday

A Word Can Wound or Kill

“Like a sword, a word can wound or kill, but as long as one does not touch the blade, the sword is no more than a smooth piece of metal. 27 more words

Blog

A Poet's Death

I try to write

And write

And write

Yet it is as though

You have even hijacked

My mind’s words

Each poem still speaks

Of the injuries to my being… 61 more words

Poetry