Nika McGuin Poems

Your apology was late and unexpected.
But I guess, it's never too late to apologize.
My reaction probably wasn't what you were expecting either;
because I'm painfully aware,
...

enter the classroom of ghosts
rows of should-be empty desks stir
their inhabitants stare back at me
but I can't meet their translucent eyes
...

forced into a corner
the heat intensifies
as her eyes shoot darts
with every word they sink
...

If you really think
that I don't care
despite all the time
and memory
...

room full of chairs
what do most see?
Inanimate objects
artfully constructed by man?
...

All day, Ssanyu had wanted to go
Swimming with the other kids who's
Mothers let them run about unbridled
*
...

I walk past this place everyday
heading in the same direction
to the same old crumbling building
Though it is a dreary experience
...

Authentic affinity
is natural, intuitive even:
It's laughing on a whim
when they've said something, so ''them, ''
...

'God please, let Momo live to be 100'(childhood prayer)
Maya Angelou(April 1928 - May 2014) R.I.P.

These two events, for me have meshed together
...

Listen to the silence
for long enough
and it'll soon begin
telling you things
...