I am Abangoma who’s voices were drowned by sirens and flashing blue lights. I imagine my sack of flesh manoeuvring its way through a feigned reality. I feel isphithiphithi everywhere…
Read MoreToronto-based poet, spoken word artist and writer exploring the intersection where culture meets identity and finding the power in controlling your personal narrative.
Read MorePOEM BY PARADISE KHANMALEK
A heaping stillness sits unstirring. A deep weight sits hard on an x axis. My Y body intersects the world with resonant human energy…
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