By Samuel Rubadiri
Mmankgodi sands testify
Not to rain,
But to its passing.
The ribcage of gullies
Cup hands for water.
The rift cries river.
The Earth claws upward
To a barren heaven,
Only the wind replies.
Samuel Rubadiri works as an English teacher in his hometown Gaborone. If he is not in the classroom, encouraging his students to take up the pen, he writes poems and short stories. Some of them are inspired by his upbringing in Botswana. Many of his works can be found on his website samuelrubadiri.com but also appear in the Kalahari Review and Brittle Paper.
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