Good Evening Poem by chukwuemeke Bright

Good Evening



My face contours all stretched out, to observe the solemnity of the grey old day....locust chirruping from their hiding corner their prayer their God answer. The eyes of the day closed and only fugs of black flood the moment. #good evening.

Monday, April 11, 2016
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