Sunday evening 28 May, poetry event
Marabi guest house, where it all happened.
I was shievering, doughtful. He who came
before me out of nowhere whispered in my ear,
“you can do it, shake off that fear, it’s smelling
all over you.” I froze! I gave him a hungry look!
“yes i’m talking to you, shake it off.” He said.
He left me chocked, confused.
Confusion that left me thinking. Suddenly
confidence hit home.