Tag: Culture
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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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My Face
My face has mountains and Valleys, lush, life giving terrain. Seeds latent, waiting for rain. You come to me, speaking in languages that I don’t understand until I feel them. But those are just stories I hear. First I must be silent inside. We must slice, from my temple down. On either […]
Raya Wambui 