Watch, how the sunslowly risesfrom behind my earnew lines, new countriesspring up in my palmsmy rough hairbecome swaying silkand all the leavesin my bodybecome lusher than fruits.
~ Sanober Khan
Life occasionally humbles us by making us turned on by someone whom we turn off.
~ Mokokoma Mokhonoana
savorwith methe lushnessof a lingering sleep...and last night’sdream.
