When you kiss me
you shall taste all the men that have come before.
You will taste the desert on my tongue,
the scorching sun at the roof of my mouth,
the storm between my teeth.
You will know that you have […]

I have had people tell me
that my writing can get grotesquely unrefined.
For this reason,
I should write only about Africa.
I wonder,
why do people think a whole continent
need to be associated entirely with darkness.

You love him
because he smelt like fresh laundry
and sunlight.
He reminded you of mornings in your country
and the dance of bed sheets
hung outside on a line.
Love began to smell like home.
Then the war […]

“You can’t make homes out of human beings” – Warsan Shire

You visit the man you love.
But he does not love you back.
You kiss him
Like you are trying to fill all of yourself into him
Because your body is […]

I love you

Like reverse metamorphosis.

The butterflies in my stomach

Goes back into cocoons

So that they can become butterflies again.

We say hello once more

And they flutter out of my […]