song 2 from the early days

we could do this
for hours.

if they ask,
you’ll say,
“we got lost in each other”

misplaced a systole
grappling with maps,

left behind
the inclination of breath
charting the path.

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I am a writer and photographer (look up my work on based in Johannesburg, South Africa. I have an MA in Creative Writing from the university currently known as Rhodes. My writing accolades include winning the 2014 Writivism Short Story Prize and the 2020 Ingrid Jonker Poetry Prize for my debut collection, Zikr.

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