Don’t tell me to be strong. Don’t tell me to move on. Don’t  use your big words to make me doubt myself . Don’t tell me to smile...

You are floating in the air. You are here but also there. You are not human body, carcass or dead but you are spirit roaming in the air....

“There comes a time when silence is dishonesty.” –Frantz Fanon, Towards An African Revolution via — diremasebe

1. What do writers do when they have too much to say? 2. How do they stretch time in order to fit in all they want to say? 3. Do you...

there’s a bluebird in my heart that wants to get out but I’m too tough for him, I say, stay in there, I’m not going to let anybody see...

She takes out a small mirror from her black leather purse.  Traces the shape of her face in it. She lifts the wrinkles on her forehead up...

1. Don’t read the magazines,those are for sick people. 2. Have a stare off with the old lady across the room untill she forgets she’s...

I don’t know how my niece sees the world as this place of infinite possibilities. I don’t know how to love without forgetting myself. I...

When she finally falls asleep. The earth settles back into its place.  She shuts her curious young eyes and piece becomes her name. ...

To long bus rides To coffee and muffins. To home.  To tickets.  To luggage.  To strangers.  To elbow wars.  To awkward...

THIS IS NOT A DRAGON I feel like a dragon. Breathing fire every time I open my mouth. You can try and get inside my head but you will be...

Sir, your eyes remind me of the men in the city who’s dreams were over shadowed by the skyscrapers . These men do not look lost,  they...

I’m  afraid of dying. I’m afraid for the loved ones I will leave behind who will do everything in their power to continue with life as it...

I am an African. I owe my being to the hills and the valleys, the mountains and the glades, the rivers, the deserts, the trees, the...

Music finds its ultimate justification in our hearts. -Adolphe Appia

How long have you been waiting? I feel like I am running out of time already,  I am constantly on the move to catch up. I feel like I’m...

We are all looking for some place to belong.  Looking for people to call our own.  Looking for chests to lay on. We’re  all here to find...

I want to thank you for your hands.  For always obeying the itch when your hands needed you to pick up the guitar and play.  For...