Kemi was different. A raw and magnetic energy pulsated from the core of her being. She said she was drawn to my quiet intensity. She is by my side now, her breath warm against my cheek. The club lights make her eyes look like a thousand crystals. I am in love.…[Read more]
To my son:
These things I write to you
Are the unspoken words which my father never said
But which I nevertheless heard
As clearly as the tinkle of a bell
In the dead of the night.
Whistle while you work
Live by the book…
(The holy book…)
To my wife:
This picture I paint
Is abstract like the wind
Which we do…
PINESAP AND FUNGI: A MICROCOSM OF THE RELATIONSHIP BETWEEN FERTILITY AND WOMANHOOD
Pinesaps (Monotropa hypopitys) are saprophytes with little photosynthetic tissue. Unlike green plants, saprophytes are unable to manufacture carbohydrates and so rely on their associations with mycorrhizal fungi, which synthesize carbohydrates from the rich…
The night has decided to be loud tonight
And has employed ten thousand battalions of crickets
To sing unmelodious national anthems.
One loud shrill pierces thru’ the night’s thick coats
And we know an unfortunate soul’s breath
Has been snuffed out
By some hardened night crawlers.
One last muster of strength, one last minut…