Sister Stranger

I woke up with that feeling again today. I am drowning inside a river of sadness, desperately wanting to be saved. I'm trying hard to scream for help but I can't find my voice. This river of sadness is my body, my life. I am drowning in myself.

Inheritance is Accidental

It was almost 6pm and dusk was already beginning to set in; the chickens that moved out in groups at dawn to search for food in the streets and in dustbins had already returned to roost and were strutting around the compound like they owned the place.