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The Peak Milk Picture Thing
As a child, there were few things I found more fascinating than the picture on the paper wrapped around the tins of Peak Milk.…
When It Rained
When it rained...
I thought about first meetings
For some reason, pickles come to mind…
to be eaten together
One jar…
To Puzzle The Birds Into Silence – Part 2
If you haven’t read To Puzzle The Birds Into Silence - Part 1, please do so first, or you might find yourself lost and…
To Puzzle The Birds Into Silence
They sat under the mango tree, Mbana’s head in between Kaula’s fleshy knees. Kaula’s fingers delicately crafted Mbana’s full, jet…
Hilarious Hypocrite
I am a hypocrite
That lives in a hippo creek
Attractive like a hip so thick
My story is heap in hill to heel
Ready to hit in…
The Man Who Stared Back
So I stared down turbid waters
And saw a young man staring at me
I reached out and
He pulled me out to safety
…
Alieu Badara And The Furral Fiesta 2
It was the drums that started first, as the plastic chairs were being arranged in a large circle. Excited children danced in the…
Alieu Badara and the Furral Fiesta 1
Njemeh Sanneh, the chief organizer of neighborhood events had just sent out little pieces of paper with the badly printed…
The Lone Blue Slipper
Under grey skies and a gentle drizzle, a tired township hassled through life. Clothed in colors once vibrant and alive, now…
The Children Who Mourn
And even the night as well — does not with its deafness —
In the blink we watch it undress,
And sleep escapes us,
Hear,…
