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Concentrated milk
He forgot He was in a hurry His last can of concentrated milk He hopes will last him an eternity and a few days + He forgot to properly cover it Forgot to close the window Forgot to turn off the light in the kitchen But the little ants They don’t forget They never forget…
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I love the rain
Rain Drumming against our rooftops And windows Inviting us to come outside And see Shadows of the sleeping sun And nature Taking her bath While her children snore And the sky, distributing raindrops The wind, rustling and moving every tree To ensure no piece of earth Goes to sleep thirsty Whiles abundance rain Whiles abundance…
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Fabricator
Designed for fireworks The wiring in your brain Each time in crises You scratch your head in desperation And an idea lights up You may admire the brilliance But don’t forget to look up And salute the Engineer
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The sun travels west
The sun travels west Shadows of darkness flocking him to see Where he’s headed Stretching his long legs over continents He journeys over distant lands Not seeming to know what he seeks
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Odessa – Chapter 1 : Cold war ( Continuation )
A new fetish priest was in town. As his way of announcing himself, he built his shrine on a controversial piece of land, a site along the beach on which the president sent soldiers to supervise the demolition of illegal structures, to pave way for the expansion of a road network linking China Town and…
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Odessa – Chapter 1: Cold war
The prophet was arriving soon. The living room was already full of family members. And friends. A few church members were standing outside. And Djhaké had gone to get some extra chairs. Dabali was in the corridor, peering through a cut in the window at the guests in the living room. He had no gift…
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The Widow of no.9 Street Closing Chapter 7: The beginning of the End
Sugar was what she made for a living but sweetness was missing from her life. From the day she discovered he cheated on her, it was finished. Her love for him. Her respect. Her hopes of a sweet marriage. She was a sex expert and he, she thought, knew little about sex positions and a…
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I saw a movie
Yesterday, we went to see a movie Returning home, I marvelled at the creativity of the director and crew I realized the movie was great because Each one of us saw ourselves in that movie Nobody spoke about the movie as we walked home We all had a secret, personal relationship with the story That…
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The Widow of no.9 Street Chapter 6: Dilemma
One day, Brenda was broke. She told me on the phone. It was a weekend. “Where are all her callers?” I asked myself. Her phone never stopped ringing. New numbers. New male voices. One of her callers’ name was saved “Love”. If her phone rang late night, you could guess it was ” Love” and…
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The Widow of no.9 Street Chapter 5: Lunch break
There comes a time you learn to just watch people and not react to many things. You just keep doing you. There are roads to be travelled and mountains to be crossed and plenty of obstacles to be bypassed and ignored. Seated in my office a few minutes to lunch break, my eyes were fixed…
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