Priest·Dec 27, 2024OyajiThey all crescendo, discordant and jarring. You teach me to face the music. I take notes. Then I take care.A response icon1A response icon1
Priest·Dec 25, 202425th at Uchi.You’re so warm you thaw my insomnia. I thank you. Because of you, your daughter is quick to laughter.
Priest·Dec 19, 2024Wild SpinachBlessed be the afang, green as envy. In its taming of the tongue, blessed be the wild spinach.A response icon2A response icon2
Priest·Dec 18, 2024Hands and BodyIf she opens her eyes, the daylight uncovers a trigger in flashes. It is photography, these body shots.A response icon2A response icon2
Priest·Dec 16, 2024Dunkelheit.And we chant for the sun. We chant for the morn. It is so quiet. But we hammer at the silence, until day breaks.
Priest·Dec 16, 2024Speaking With our SpiritsYou opened your heart to a miracle, and now... your body has learnt to conduct electricity at a light touch.A response icon1A response icon1
Priest·Dec 14, 2024Life of the PartyPeople fall in love and suddenly pull an owambe from the belly of a Saturday, where more people can meet and repeat the cycle.A response icon1A response icon1
Priest·Dec 13, 2024Cardiovascular Pestilencethe body weighs heavy as a curse, when the heart is water-logged with disease.A response icon1A response icon1
Priest·Dec 12, 2024WitnessAn orchestra of birds muttering avespeak. I looked up that tree to face the music. I could almost feel the green seeping into me, clear as…
