BayCara DiemontMay 30, 20221 min readShapes shimmerwhilecolours trembleand boats glimmeron the bay.Clouds glistenwhilesunlight sliversand seagulls arcthrough sky.I shadowwhileyou wanderand space collapsesbetween.
SourceSometimes, when the moonshine fades from the night, I find myself glowing softly – the only source of light And in this between time,...
StormLightning races its way across the sky’s canvas, dodging and ducking like a tsotsi accelerating from the cops. Traffic snakes and winds...
Synaesthesia: notYou say numbers I see colours He says months You see shapes She plays music I taste flavours We tell stories You hear accusations We...
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