He looked up, through bloodied eyes, at the people battering him, and his lips curved into a smile.
Studying him chronologically has been a labour of love, from the collections he published in his thirties and forties to his fifties
& she didn’t know
she was one more
sale away from
rusting in her grave
Image Credit: Serubiri Moses, from the Africa Issue (c) 2013 Open your eyes to…