The fat graduand. The laughing ugly girl. But you would have laughed it off. And your father wouldn’t have stormed into college, with plain clothes…
Father, The uncle in whose hands you left us Is cannibalizing us He has turned us into animals Led us to a foreign land For…
‘Ghosts of Jeevanjee’ is a gripping poem by Sheila Nyanduaki Okong’o (Kenya) that ranked second at the Babishai Niwe Poetry Award Contest 2015. *** You…
I am five foot eleven. That should make him like a tad past Goliath’s knee cap. When having a conversation with him I have to…
(This is an old post I did when I was still struggling to find my voice. A number of the thoughts herein are not original)…