I pick my life like glass from the floor Pretend that you love my body And I, your soul. We kiss and you tell me how I am real We walked into A pile of clothes That had flowers, I picked you like Lily from the edge of the bed That broke into a river… Continue reading Ghana Circa’24
Month: May 2024
Death Poems
The pain that I feltWhen I wrote this poemIs what you need to experienceTo write this type of poem I sit under a bridge in Nigeria,Understanding whyI left Estonia to comeBe with my motherWe fought. I fought Her ideologies sinkInto me like sharp nailsDig into my little backAnd spilled blood on the floor I mop… Continue reading Death Poems