
Addis
So when I came back, everyone decided I was foreign – and not just because…
It started like this. The Doc said I have a syndrome. When the syndrome comes,…
In 2016, my body is still a battlefield Bloody, lying, a lying carcass, they always…
The fat graduand. The laughing ugly girl. But you would have laughed it off. And…
I am not sorry anymore, world. The internet you shoved down my throat And the…
It rains in the city Sleet drives against the windows Of the immobile fourty-two seater…
Let them come let them go If they ask let them know Sometimes you don’t…
To the dude that entered the elevator after me, I’m sorry. The silent breath of…
(Gospel Choir Ringback Tone as phone dials) Hallo, Ma! Yes, it is me. I know…
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