Ode To A.

I had it all planned out. Except disappointment. Bought you flowers. They scattered outside my window. It is raining beautifully. I am crying disgustingly. It’s a beautiful night to die of heartache. Am hugging my knees tonight instead of you. How are you darling? Oh! Just my poem. Sleeping ON my bed. No point getting...

THE CONVERSATION

My ‘husband from Nyadorera’ accused me of something. He wasn’t far from the truth but you know women…coat it up with some misgivings of your own before you dish her some reality. He said, “You are my one and only who makes me feel lonely even when am close to you.” I was shocked and...

MIDNIGHT

So I open a page and the blank sheet stares so nonchalantly, as if daring me to make a move.