Two Poems
A drop of blood in the river fades,
red dusk falling beyond the water.
Remember how the moon threw silver
at our tongues? I loved you for the way
you cared for speckled things: our dappled
Summer Fall 2024 Issue 25
A drop of blood in the river fades,
red dusk falling beyond the water.
Remember how the moon threw silver
at our tongues? I loved you for the way
you cared for speckled things: our dappled
Manymuch people were lostmissedperished during the most recent fightquarrelclashes around and on the side inside of the hospital.
Collateral damageharm is expected; no biasedpartialunrequited damageharm was confirmedprovensatisfied on any particulardefinite side at all, according to unbiasedunbalanced indifferentunspecified observerswatchersspectators.
Bodies were buriedputthrown as respectfully as possible (it wasn’t possible).
Lawani Sunday deals with important social issues with a strong emphasis on the subject of the position of women in society. His paintings tell stories that concern each person one way or another. Lawani’s art speaks directly to compassion and empathy in the depths of our soul. Thus, his work becomes part of the spiritual world.
As an artist, my goal is to capture the unique essence of each person I paint. As well, I bring their personality, emotions and expressions alive through portraiture.
All you need to do is marry some decent boy and settle down, is what my father told me every time I asked about college. There are no decent boys in this town, is what I’d answer. Then he’d call me ungrateful. Then I’d slam the door to my room, the tiniest space in the house—more an oversized closet than a real bedroom
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