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I’m alive

though life behaves like a deadly assassin in the worst of times, trying to murder my brown skin and permanently close my brown eyes — with foot soldiers screaming of death and taxes whilst whispering of colonial lies, I lean back dodging bullets, folding and unfolding like a multiverse, quantum leaping where the lines bleed between the ink and the page — sipping lemonade, quenching old souls, mining…



Hey there - I'm D. Writer/Storyteller | Creative Non-Fiction | Poetry. I know a little Tai Chi - but my Kung Fu is weak. Email:

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