Cultural Shock

I am shocked At the miserable things you found funny. Your lips the bows of mockery, launching words with spits like arrows. It would took me a while to understand the archery of your sarcasm the singularity of your hidden meanings the shady dark side of every joke you long to retell, relive, reveal

Moving On

The room has too few people when I’m absent It has too many when I’m present. Another sleepless night, my limbs were stiff and still. I look across to dawn, as sun torn through shreds of clouds. What perfect light. What a life walking bare foot through the blades of grass. Clouds were shifting across…

parachute

My sister is getting married today. Younger than me but with a face that is sculpted from a well-rounded pebble. She seemed quite different, with her eyes covered with sparkles and glitters that complimented her high nose and coffee skin, she looked queenly to me. However, as the older women desperately patched over her youthful…

bug bites

There were many strange things that took place that day. The sun rose quite early that day and I felt a strange feeling of anxiety. It seemed as if every vein in my body was struggling to unfurl. i was eating breakfast when a her of ravens flew back, their vicious eyes staring straight into…

1.1

In the space of my calendar was filled with dates of funerals juxtaposed with weddings it gave me helpless hope and fascination to see the riptides of joy and suffering cross-intersect what it felt like to be joyous and sad at the same moment to lose and gain at the same insubstantial instant a dance…

migraines

November 27, 2017 On certain occasions I hear sounds within me. It first started within my skull, a vigorous clicking on the back of my neck, like raindrops falling heavily on a winter’s day. The noise has grown louder overtime, so much so that it felt like a chain around my neck, incessantly prisoning me…

About Money

Everyone wants to be rich nowadays. My father laughed at me when I insisted on keeping my books, “what’s the use of reading these when they can’t earn you anything?” You know how when you’re a child, you just appreciate the things for just the way they are? The soft chill as a snowflake lands…

2000s

Girls my age, their eyebrows more geometric than the isosceles triangle I try to measure Girls my age, their eyelashes faker than their emojis stringing after incomplete sentences Girls my age, posing in tank tops and bikinis online even all those friends around them look like theatric props I’m really sick of this generation when…

memo

Again, the face that passes me With the same care-worn fatigue His lips are pursed, dark burgundy His hair flaming maize, his eyes whatever that’s left of the sky Again, the clock strikes dawn as the stars cleared He and I, we work hard, for a promotion I see sparrows playing hopscotch on the electric…

The Year was 2020

When I get older with children of my own, decades later When I look into their bright eyes and expectant faces Here’s what I will tell them, of the year 2020: It was supposed to be the Roaring Twenties Reincarnate A dire warning in the first months, dismissed, hushed up Of a virus that made…

Bobbleheads

“Stop nodding your head” my mother reprimanded. “You look so submissive that way”.  I rolled my eyes in a dismissive air. She always finds fault with me, whether it’s the way I walk, the way I talk, or even how fast I eat. Now nodding gets on her nerves? I couldn’t care less.  “What’s that…

Let us sleep and dream, silent and still

I am sitting here, something looking for something to do… I could read at this excellent space of time but instead I am waiting for you.. ..you, useless, youthful, ubiquitous, unanimous Let us sleep and dream, silent and still like whales upon a sky dipped into the salt of the ocean blue Let us sleep…

Shark Teeth

In the space of my calendar was filled with dates of funerals juxtaposed with weddings. It gave me helpless hope and fascination to see the riptides of joy and suffering cross-intersect. What it felt like to be joyous and sad at the same moment to lose and gain at the same insubstantial instant A dance…

Accents

how heavy these phrases feel  Rounded r, silent s, clipped c Vowels that detonate, in every point she tries to make  the pauses that studded her speech She watches as they frown then, that inevitable “where are you from”  In the silence she had fallen asleep  to a tune of a dream, sugary and American. …

Death of an Immortal

Three days before Madame La Trouve dies, she celebrates her birthday for the first time in 150 years.  Nobody ever dies around here in this area, since about a thousand years ago.  The members of the Divine Love Temple are the first to find out about Madame La Trouve’s decision. There they are, standing outside…

Horseshoe

Is it a privilege to breath the same air with you  at this era and time of history world half ravaged by a virus of respiratory   it is getting late, clouds come and go  fingers touch and cross sunlight fumbles on your cuticles I’m hoping… moonlight clashes on your clavicles … we’d never met …

Futility

throw darts into nothingness hear no response remember how those words mean now they are spits on a parched tongue sundays are like this when you walk into a room, and realize there’s just one too many people Then I see you amid the crowd, where happiness and joy abounds. I look at the lights…

A Green Room

imagination ran wild  still this room stands to procreate All’s not lost, extinction is but a myth  AI’s fest, a screen, that’s what’s left to recreate Two-legged sat cross-legged  Around ripples of processed tree rings  In time of dire you me me you  Earth is but an afterthought … Minds dim, hands raised  wanting, taking,…

Thoughts 21

One advantage of becoming an adult is that you can now answer all the unanswered questions from your childhood. Questions such as: why did these kids exclude me from their group? Why do my parents hush their conversations when I’m near? And where exactly did I come from? The adults’ one-day-you-will-understand becomes your present deja…

exquisite corps | 100 Days Since

you’d feel the air light until he’s here Each moment is charted and swindled with a sneer Every hour every day every month you thought This is what it’s doing to you, making your routine winding down, guinea pic on a thread mill Willowy as tassels by the window, the panels of parked cars sat…