death – Edward Adonteng

To Tash

Didn’t feel the heat from the sun Just the ice in my lungs. heart of the equator thought I’d see you later when I lost you Everything became secondary still hesitate to go cemetery I lost you in secondary and listen I stopped writing on my phone so when it blows it won’t take meContinue reading “To Tash”

stride in a cemetery

I’m staring at dead men so does that make me a dead man? to lay wake in a cemetery precociously pondering on my centenary if the people amongst the slabs and the shrubbery went to a place different to what was their ordinary what about this life is ordinary? to pose a question about theContinue reading “stride in a cemetery”