Jaguar

The soft padding of paws  slip through the jungle growth,  pushing aside dinner-plate leaves  and pressing Crayola flower  in the sponge below them.   The mirror glow above a scenting nose  is all the warning given  as the crouch becomes a leap  and a heartbeat…

Walkabout

I belong here by right of my own birth by right of my very existence so why am I worth so little My skin, my brown skin, my largest organ that protects me from the elements cannot protect me from hate I am alive and…

Underwater

here I fall, these shackles bind my wrists, my ankles and my neck too and this heavy chain to hold me together as if my limbs will fly apart shall I hold my breath? I’ll hold it for now watch the sun shrink to a tiny star…