Vacant years
By Wisdom Adediji Night nests upon the sky, and the moon, too shy, cowers behind my neighbour’s roof. The rubbles left in silence’s womb burst loose as the wind wrestle against the lineage of spine leaves holding my window pane…
By Wisdom Adediji Night nests upon the sky, and the moon, too shy, cowers behind my neighbour’s roof. The rubbles left in silence’s womb burst loose as the wind wrestle against the lineage of spine leaves holding my window pane…