• Emanuele 12-4-2017

    12 April 1983 A morning of 34 years ago: One day of heat and sun at Kuti Like today. …” I stood to look at him from the door. Off he went in the light of the early morning …His shadow was long on the grass and the sun on his back streaked his hair […]

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  • Phoenix 3-4-2017

    MAJI YA NYOKA The air was hot and still The path was silent To the ruins I walked alone. A step at the time grey carpet of ashes Impalpable lifting and resettling The chimneys stood tall blackened incongruous accusing fingers Pointed to the sky. I found my rock, sat on it And thought a long […]

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  • Arson 31-3-2017

    The Waters of the Snakes It is a sacred place like the beginning of a journey – a place to dream and pray. You hear the sound of water, do not quite see the waterfalls it stirs your urge to explore. I spent time there in silence. After much soul searching driven by inspiration Like […]

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