16 years

She hadn’t seen me in 16 years so she criedand I imagine now it must have been like the pain she felt when she diedA feeling of yearninghopes detached from livingall the while feeling searingshots of painin the dying body that’s livingShe hadn’t seen me in 16 years so she criedand I imagine now it … Continue reading 16 years

Fallin’

Here in Trinidad (Caribbean), there is a slang term for forcing friendship. It’s not as popular as it was when I was in secondary school, but it’s still fresh in my mind. It’s “fallin’ - pronounced fah-lin not fall-in”.Fallin’ is when you are desperately trying to become a friend to someone that is not especially … Continue reading Fallin’