I’ve always had a thing for sounds. The twitter of the birds early in the morning, the chirping of the crickets at dusk, the distinct sound every different piece of machinery makes. I’ve always been fascinated …
Author: Delasi Sanenu
I think we’re alone now. There doesn’t seem to be anyone around. The beating of our hearts is the only sound. Can you hear them pound? I can hear mine. The lub-dub of my heart is …
08/05/2022 22:42 I’m in the front seat of this trosky drinking a can of ice-cold Heineken and deciding whether or not I want to submit for an anthology whose deadline is about an hour and twenty-two …
20/02/21 01:20 I’m neither drunk nor high, but I definitely have a buzz. I’ve had several shots of tequila and I’m pretty sure my lungs have forgotten what clean air tastes like. I can’t decide whether …
I think of you when it rains. I think of you in so many indecent ways, in several lascivious ways that leave me hot with hunger despite the cool of the weather. I imagine it’s late …
You sit across from me, eyes closed, face tilted upwards. My eyes are supposed to be closed too, but your face is a work of art that is rarely still, and I want to look at …
Stale. That’s how it felt the first time Kojo kissed me. It’s the only way I can think of to describe the feeling. It was like we’d stored the kiss away for months and forgotten about …