Amara · Nairobi
Strip away the title, the city, the calendar. What was left had been standing there the whole time, patient as a bare tree holding the last of the light.
Strip away the title, the city, the calendar. What was left had been standing there the whole time, patient as a bare tree holding the last of the light.
Less than I feared, and quieter. A self I had been outrunning, and it turned out to be the restful one.