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Tuesday 29th June 2010 12:24 am
Thursday 27th May 2010 4:00 pm
I wished I wasn’t so sensitive.
I wished the raised hands of my dad
couldn’t smack tears into my eyes
I wished to vanish behind the black
curtains of my shut eyes
I wished I didn’t mind that my white mum
visited my school wearing African robes
I wished I didn’t believe in ghosts
so I could keep my stain in those shadows
I wished my home wasn’t broken
Saturday 6th March 2010 4:14 pm
He lights his cigarette, I prepare to share it,
just so his lungs could see less tar.
He’s in a reflective mood; I can tell by the way
the flame emerged from his lighter
red and tenderly squirmed like a worm in a furnace.
He holds my gaze as the flame faints back in its tank
drags on the cigarette, slowly tilts his head back.
I ever tell you the story about the mang...
Wednesday 24th February 2010 9:08 am