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The Face of Art


So, I received a call from a friend inviting me to take part in an art film project as a poet. I haven’t been performing poetry of late but it sounded interesting, though it was very short notice, I agreed. I turned up at the studio/house and met Nadine Ibrahim – the producer of the art piece. She was warm and very easy to work with. I also met Omasan who was directing it with her. He...

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Time and the Commonwealth


Time fades all things and all memories, whether they are good or bad. So, I write to remember. I document my writing journey because I know that one day, the struggle will seem less like a long and winding river and more like the smooth and steady course (Pocahontas, anybody?). One day, someone will tell me that I was lucky and I want to be able to provide evidence when I tell them that luck had...

My Entry in the 2015 Etisalat Flash Fiction Competition


Hi!!! So I entered the 2015 Etisalat flash fiction competition with a story that was born here. I will need as many votes as possible to enter the shortlist, so please vote. The story and link are below: She is angry with me. I can tell, because her lips are trembling, her eyes are dilated, and her chest is rising and falling really fast. Both our eyes dart to the knife on the table, the light...

National Poetry Day_Poem 4_Broken into wholeness


She came
Laid bare my past for me
A loosely traced map
A story
Of bodies upon bodies
Knowing places
No man but one
Should ever know
Could she see
How she was rampaging
Mental spaces? Leaving
Wounds that would last longer
Than broken hymens?
She wants to heal me
Fix me
Make me
Whole again
And I don’t know how to tell her
I was whole before she came

National Poetry Day_Poem 3_Ariel


She opens her mouth Wide Calling out to him Except No words come out   She sacrificed her ability to speak So she could call herself his Answer to his name, become him. Words seemed so trivial then. Lips were meant for kissing, eating, humming   Until there came a time When she had something to say When she needed to be heard   Only, She cannot speak She sacrificed expression For...

National Poetry Day_Poem 2_Love is not a Weed


‘Love is not a weed, It cannot grow where it please’   Openly assessing the other Eyes wide open It is not a deal conducted blindly.   Ancestry, health, beauty, Class, financial status, education, Sex, age, profession, culture, race, – taking into account it is a deliberate selection to gather what it may love is not a net cast wildly   I learnt today that there are rules...

National Poetry Day_Poem 1_Just a Bite


So it is National Poetry Day and I was so excited by this that I made the gross error of announcing on twitter that I would write five poems today, backwards! As luck would have it, I didn’t get home from work until 9pm and so I found myself rushing because I had to keep the promise I had made to myself publicly. So I will post each poem one after the other, in the order I hurriedly wrote them...

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