Rest in Peace George Floyd, João Pedro Matos Pinto, David McAtee, Julian Cole. Many more brothers and sisters. Tapping words to drip.
It takes this.. and it’s consistent thread of injustice, prejudice to move this.
Continue reading “O humanity!”
Jeru loves the marshland.
Lying in the grass, the scent of lavender lingers past. Sun kisses whisper tales of a lover’s touch.
No barking dogs on his Pop’s site or a howling fox in Hermits Park.
Continue reading “Tail Off”
Fam I beg, make I chill here small.
The hotness fo outside no be small law.
Dis shadeness abi, be deh won to cool me, you see.
—- Aight, Aight, cool beans.
The so called, humble Fly has no chill, literally!
It invades one’s space with no respect of immigration borders.
The night is warm, so the window is flung ajar, to the moon. This doesn’t mean everything is welcome in, init!
Continue reading “The Fly”
The trickster, cotch fo deh corner inside.
Continue reading “Anansisem, si sem! (Spider stories)”
Chale dis lockdown ting be long. Man, deh here n everyone scatter like he dey fear me. Mm, whole me.