By Angel Joseph I walk through the world with open eyes–Every crack in the pavement speaks,Every silence hums a secret.I wonder-Do they hear it too?The hush between footsteps,The story folded inside a sigh? A poet’s burden is noticing-To see beyond the surface,To catch the shimmer in the ordinary.But sometimes I ask myself:Is this vision mine... Continue Reading →
By Angel Joseph I. The Dare It began the way most bad decisions in a small village do — with a dare around a late-night fire. “You won’t even last an hour,” Kabo said, holding the paraffin lamp under his chin to make himself look like a ghost. “That place eats people.” “Eish, stop lying,”... Continue Reading →
By Angel Joseph We all wear skins, so different, so true,In hues of the earth, from every view.Some are as light as the soft morning sun,Others are dark, like the night that’s just begun. Each skin a story, a history so deep,A tapestry woven from promises we keep.Some born of lands with the brightest gold,Others... Continue Reading →
By Angel Joseph I wish you cheated, broke my heart in two,Left a stain so deep, I could hate you.I wish you lied, said cruel things in spite,So I’d have a reason to block you at night. But you were kind, and that’s what hurts most,No slam of the door, no haunting ghost.You walked away... Continue Reading →
Petlwana Journal of Creative Literature and the Arts 