Life at Double-Fives [090917]

Lost my parents When they were still parents. I’m thankful. Failed primary exams And snapped life’s actual exams Too young to see they were exams. I’m mindful. As a limping bear, I’ve crawled Managing to reach the next craal Moving up thinking my options are only crawls Not sure when a clearing would end my

The Dead March in Saul-an Ode to Mrs Patience Akpalu

The living trudge in DavidUp and down grey corridorsWrapped in rich effluent labours of loveEffusive unobtrusive adaptiveA lone star sweeps shoots languidlySorrow and silence have long accompanied youTheir scent is never lost on you“Mawunyega” Akpalu, the sick confer in Talitha Cummin