Loving The Leave I love leaving Pieces of myself Everywhere There is a man Who is completely content To play checkers Until a forgotten Fanta cap skips Over its overtaken Sprite and Coke Counterparts Becoming the only Moment worth Recounting. Later When the Diligent details Call to mind The moment One possibility In a billion…
Travel To Kenya and Cook Like A Caffinated Maniac Calvin diced tomatoes and peppers with the fervor of carrying out a tyrant’s justice. His cousin, Steve, stripped chicken from bones of the bird his mom had butchered a few hours before. The salt tin in my hands, apparently suicidal, leapt to the floor and became…
Kenya Travel and Diner With The Motikas Finally—and praise be Kenya travel for this—I can eat with my hands, lick my fingers and do the the very “gross” things that led Anna to tattle on me in the third grade for “grossing out the girls” at the lunch table (That’s right Anna, I’m still not…
