A slice of cake so sweet it burns
That chocolate rush pop thrill
Smooshed into a vanilla ice cream cool.
Copyright © Nomzi Kumalo, 2014.
A slice of cake so sweet it burns
That chocolate rush pop thrill
Smooshed into a vanilla ice cream cool.
Copyright © Nomzi Kumalo, 2014.
We cross giant earth bridges
For life was never this divine
Never this wary of sacrifice
These edgy and neurotic soils
Each suspicion hidden in things
Unforgiven.
Copyright © Nomzi Kumalo, 2014.
Bleaching life right out into oblivion
They touch as if they will never leave each other clean
He has a younger woman now and again, immigrant
Double lives
Utopia.
Copyright © Nomzi Kumalo, 2014.
Forests of dark coily hair jerseyed
Into the fabric of my immigrant life
Understanding what is my ground
Something that’s not yours to name.
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Persistent afternoon pressure
Tears gathering and clinging
Consistent knotted thoughts
Trapped squeezing days until
Liquid relief sweetly bursts
Salty drops of unpunish me.
Copyright © Nomzi Kumalo, 2014.
I scrub away your burden
Down the drain
Everything softens in the shower.
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House pets hear the hungry
Bent over double in despair
We can botox instead of cry
While condoms blind the undecided
Let’s take pictures of ourselves
As though death is not for us
Let’s raise our glasses to fake plastic love.
Copyright © Nomzi Kumalo, 2014.