Sobriety
Vincent Ogoti IIn the hush before my naming,I offered libations to the empty gourd,Where the whisper of 6pm prayersDripped through cracked glass rims,Once a…
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I What is it to be somebody in this world? I ask the dawn, as shadows fade, Under the gaze of silent…
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I Lately, I have questioned the shadow of virtues, whether they root themselves in me, whether their weave is whole or frayed.…
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I I have walked through markets of faces, Where smiles are masks and words deceive; Many hunger for the simple graces, To…
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