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Where Hope Dies

[zilla_likes] Myra needs no introduction. I call her the 21st century poet because her poems relate to our everyday struggles. Her previous works speak for themselves: Dear Heart, I am Woman and Drowning, so I’ll just leave this here. Clap for her as she enters. *** Like nothing else It’s all too surreal, The aftermath. […]

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Drowning

This week I was going to tell you about a girl. A young girl -about seven years- I met when I took my friends swimming. I was going to tell you the conversation we had, how she intrigued me. How confident and loquacious I thought she was because at her age, I was a shy […]

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I am Woman

Reading this, I visualized a girl; a high school girl somewhere in Eldoret at the national music festivals. She wants to become a hotshot lawyer, like Jessica Pearson in Suits. She wants to serve justice to all those women suffering domestic violence. Speaking of, did you see the lady whose arms were chopped off by […]

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Dear Heart

I’ve never been a sucker for poetry. I’ve always thought it’s corny and ostentatious. It’s not hate; it’s more of indifference towards it. Look at the poets roll their eyes. I don’t mean it in a bad way. I’ve written poems too but I’ve deleted them as soon as I’ve typed the last letter. I […]

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