Asibi: Chapter 2 — Desks and Dust
Nimo picked her up anyway. By the time he arrived at her residence, the sun was already rising. He came carrying a gallon of...
Nimo picked her up anyway. By the time he arrived at her residence, the sun was already rising. He came carrying a gallon of...
It was late afternoon when the driver pulled over beside a huge mango tree. Instinctively, the passengers in the bus woke up, stretching and...
The sun diligently shone through the old blemished glass. Its rays reflected into her half-opened eyes, making her abruptly readjust herself in the sunken...
You are out of my life but not out of my mind or heart. Last night, I caught myself reminiscing on one of our...
Welcome Talking rain I know you’re here And it’s not because you lost your way You’ll beat the sheets You’ll break the fields And [&helli...
Walking It’s meant to be summer, but it’s cold in the mornings. Somewhere midday it begins to shine, and then it’s cold again. Before [&hel...
The teachers’ bungalow where I reside is a ten-minute walk from the primary school. I wake up at 4:30 a.m. every day because my [...
I imagine you up there, cracking jokes, making the angels laugh until they cry. I miss you. Are you truly gone? The last time...
Although I may look like I am not searching And far from wanting to settle Somewhere deep inside I am an electron, revolving around...
It’s raining hard here I’ll keep my windows open And enjoy This wonderful breeze Wish I could stand in it Let it cleanse and [&h...