SundownMay 30, 20221 min read“Settle down, settle down”said the departing sunto the canopy of starswaiting to pierce the nightwith their glittering light.
SourceSometimes, when the moonshine fades from the night, I find myself glowing softly – the only source of light And in this between time,...
StormLightning races its way across the sky’s canvas, dodging and ducking like a tsotsi accelerating from the cops. Traffic snakes and winds...
Synaesthesia: notYou say numbers I see colours He says months You see shapes She plays music I taste flavours We tell stories You hear accusations We...
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