Midnight
Vincent Ogoti I At the edge of midnight’s shadow, A storm without thunder unfolds— Not of fists, but of words unspoken, In…
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I At the edge of midnight’s shadow, A storm without thunder unfolds— Not of fists, but of words unspoken, In…
Read MoreI SUDDENLY, a reed whispers between tall trees— Neither towering to be seen, Nor bowed enough to be dismissed. Skin…
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