from a closed window
a girl with teary eyes watches...
My spirit is wide open
my soul is exploring...
The wind is roaring through my ears-
mesocyclones fill my ribcage and...
I wrote these poems for a dear friend whose...
Hey, don't label me...
They were united
before the world split to two...
You hug the earth
tightly with your...
the sounds are getting louder
and the wick is losing its fire...
you
won’t...
My Mhamo is beautiful,
her eyes sparkle...
Being in love is hard,
more complicated I should say...
Misfortunes will become fine artwork
and time a slab to display...
And she whispered-
Dare I walk around...