By Solahudeen Ridwanullah O. Spiders are here again tangling webs One entangles into the other like inter-net May our spirits connect Like the twin arms of a walking clock One ticks as the other tacks. Mother said honey is good for kids, I threw cakes away and shuddered towards her breast. To see is eyes; … Continue reading In the Web
My Budget as a Jesus’ Replica
By Solahudeen Ridwanullah O. Dear moon, Hear, this silent echo is my budget Anytime you wish to break into those strange homes Through any shattered wall Like a thief in the night Take me along Let me be your light That I may rob the night of its darkness For the chicks who'd want to … Continue reading My Budget as a Jesus’ Replica
