Author: rayawambui
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In Search Of Womanhood (I)
Ariel was my role model, If she could become human, Then I could be a little mermaid. And true loves kiss could save me from anything!
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Breast
So, while the NAN can tells me, that mothers milk is best. It’s not accepted, in public, For me to pull out my breast…
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This Big
We had to make sure you were ok. We had to cut open to save You from my uteruses efforts to give you life.
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To Our Own Beat
These potholes, catch my heels’ heels in ways that make my knees fold, and all this, chanting, jumping up and down, is making me feel old. There was a time, when moving, grooving felt like fairy dusted gold, but tarmacing and hussling is making wrinkles start to show. There must be more, to these […]
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The Misinformed Prince, By Mak Manaka
I first heard this piece at the 18th Poetry Africa, Durban. I cried tears of realisation and relief at the same time. I was so dumbfounded that I only realised after it was over, that I had a camera on my lap and could have recorded it. So, I hounded Mak to send me a […]
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Ashore
Hoping to find, not the shore line that threw me off before But, a new beach line that promises more. I’m sore. The sea weed keeps wrapping around the raw, open wounds formed when my beloved ship tore, Wrecked by the jagged edges of a rock that hid more than the bits I saw. I’m […]