Winter thrills

Inside the belly of the dark city
She sprinted into the wet icy night
Until her throat and chest burned
To catch the warm fire of life.

Copyright © Nomzi Kumalo, 2015.

17 Comments

  1. Hello Nomzi, beautiful poem…. Who is it you are talking about?
    I was reading through and suddenly an image came to me as of a young, foreign woman just arrived to a place which she does not know and tasting it’s contradictions and, yes, not very familiar, warm things…

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