#RandomMusings: Dear Isa, celebrating the eloquence of us…



Dear Isa,

Tell the one whose name you bear that I am grateful for today. Was that you in the soft rains on my face? In the breeze at the back of my earlobe? Filling my heart with quiet when it started to race? They asked so many questions Isa.

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#FloetrybyJulietKego: Migrant Dreams

Juliet Kego Ume-Onyido Poet In the company of Dreams


I have slept on them all

 I had only you for company…


On a wintry, wrought-iron bed of granite

my head resting on a floor of cold bookcases

Hot tears leaking, staining, melting the wood

torn that my soul did not yet leave my body

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