The Chaos of Becoming

Poetry

D. Abboh

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“Sometimes when things are falling apart, they may actually be falling into place.” — Chinua Achebe (📙 Things Fall Apart)

Sometimes, everything is just too much

when your lungs feel so full of smoke and debris that every breath feels — laboured, and the baggage under your bloodshot eyes pulls you down — into a heap on the bathroom floor so you can cry rivers…

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D. Abboh

Hey there - I'm D. Writer/Storyteller | Creative Non-Fiction | Poetry. I know a little Tai Chi - but my Kung Fu is weak. Email: dabboh76@outlook.com