What is it that seems… Too big Too distant Too mysterious Of a goal What…

“Hebu jitokezee, jionyeshe, simama, imara, mbele ya watuuuu” said the Kiwi Shoe Polish ad many…

I caught a spark of joy on a cold July It was like a firefly…

I have been a prison warden.  Locked up my soul, my heart, my very essence,…

I confess I get high on my own supply Every so often I go back…