lion/ess on the rise,
betwixt en between,
addis ababa, dar-es-salaam, kampala, en malindi…
in a (not-so) foreign land.
i (en ai) was re/settling (there),
in an/other place, not here,
because I wanted to get away from HOME.
dis epic is the lists of (almost/forgotten) legends,
en how we left home and founded empires elsewhere.
nairobi’s myth is bursting from it’s CAPITALised status
nairobi is too many ghettoes, not enough communal/public land,
high walls in suburbia, and the [structurally] criminalising the poor en working classes,
fed-up pigs, [isolating sexual minorities]
(even dem) yearning da tables fi turn,
but they turn a blind eye to all the fat cats,
intent (other/wise) on killing and robbing the children of the/poor/people.
yes, Afreeka is my home,
riddle me this
riddle me that……
tell me a true story!
L is for…..
lotus
the lady of love
shift…
in paradigms,
about what boundaries are in movements and speech…..
i (we) have transgressed continously through/out my life,
(now) comfortable with (our) darkness en uncertainty.
story.teller
soul/mate/comrades.
brothas en sistas
working hard for our freedom……
love(ing).our soul.of.blackness…..
non-western
L is for.
[for i (is)]
a LONG MEMORIED
wom(b)an
L is for…..
[call: hadithi? hadithi? response: ?]
Molisa wa NyaKale 
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