August 2, 2015
The Girl Across The Street
Thursday evening, two minutes past six You were standing by our street With your (talkative) friend Your skirt gently teasing…
August 2, 2015
276 Girls
Then a goat was stolen six streets away We found clean bones and spices And remorseful cooking devices But there…
August 2, 2015
The Story of The New Phone
Monday morning, 10am, I was on my way to the bank, when my phone rang. It was Diji. I hit…
July 27, 2015
The Story Of My Wife
The Story of My Wife My wife becomes a mute when mad at me. She would completely ignore me, pretending…