FLAWED I am irresponsible and that is just me. I like to blame my thoughtless actions on other people, because that’s just me. I am often selfish. And when I make sacrifices for other people, I like to think about my goodness, and how saintly I am; to be doing this or that for the other person. I gloat. And dwell on the amazing abundance of my heart, the goodness that flows from within. Simply because I spared that fat woman in the *trotro* an insult, when she accidentally stepped on my purple sneakers. I am a monster. And that is just me. When I am angry, There is no calming, no peace, no intervening. Because I will rant, and shout, and cry, and throw things, and hurl insults; firing guns with my mouth. Because I will storm out and curse all that is beautiful and pure. I will look at the skies, and curse God, saying “You think you’ve done something aama.” “The sun is too hot, and it’s givi...
This girl holds half the sky in her big hands. She may not know it yet, and she may not believe it yet, but she is light, and the darkness has nowhere to hide.