It starts
with the grand, golden puffery
of the tin,
a fortified powder
promising growth,
bone strength,
and a collective security
that smells faintly
of vanilla.
But someone used
lukewarm water
from a leaky tap,
and...
The air is so thin today
you could snap it
like a dry biscuit.
Across the road,
a man is studying
a pixelated ball
with the devotion
of a monk
reading a...
Happy Birthday, Seun Kuti
It is a matter of basic histology
that a body cannot thrive
while its own white blood cells
are being manufactured
in a laboratory in...
We treat the Earth
like an elderly relative
whose memory
has gone sour,
testing our canines
on her liver,
forgetting
we live
inside her lungs,
breathing through the ache
of her patient's chest.
Humanity
is a...