I am a therapist, visual artist, energy healer based in Kenya for now. I wrote poems about the end of the world in my early twenties. I'm returning back to PoemHunter after 10 years, and I'm now writing about queerness, queer love, friendship, peace and purpose.
My Rosie
On the greening grass we lay
Your chin, rested on your tender tips
I would have told you my secrets that day
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Hearts breaking
Hopes…what hopes?
Minds disbelieving
Mouths widening
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Stranger in the bus
taken on a rainy day
when clouds were sorely gray
Night, took over the day
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