african, art, love, poetryDiary March 2, 2015 tahtahme The days remain. I, Still the same. Dust. Rain. Growth. The sun? It rose. Still got ten toes… Sweat harmonizing breath. The time will fly, As life goes by– Final pages patient. Feb 28 11:53pm
african, art, poetryTo Own This Ecstasy February 12, 2015February 14, 2018 tahtahme Nothing else is worth mentioning– When you turn my pages, you see his presence writ behind every meaning. It is privilege, to own this ecstasy. It is madness to think it’s mine. And yet, I will struggle to retain these waters. Jan 30 10:53am