“I feel like I’m Your Puppet”

Don’t let it be loneliness that kills us. —Essex Hemphill, Heavy Corners In the morning we stood across from one another. I tried to say something original but managed nothing. I’ve never been good at goodbyes—I find them disingenuous. It is easier to leave alone and early so that by morning your absence is an …

President Moi, My Dad And I

I thought it was my old man’s birthday yesterday. I called him and he was elated to hear from me — I haven’t called in over a month — but it wasn’t his birthday. It was my mum’s. The same woman who breached spaces that women were kept out of; did things women weren’t supposed …