Left behind by migration
I could only...

The headlines today
told us all that Rob Kardashian...

...desiccated earth
where the river used to flow...

Eyes that don't see
see the things that you do...

What do you do...
when laughter no longer wants to live in your...

Wind gust topples nest
eggs shells shattered on concrete...

As breathless curtains stir
to melodies of the singing tree...

It was December now
and Kuebiko noticed that...

....and, that's where I found you
asleep on the garden swing...

In a sun-scorched field
he stands...

My Mhamo is beautiful,
her eyes sparkle...

A razor sharp tongue
cuts deeper than any knife...