"Musaemura Zimunya"

Tarantula by Musaemura Bonas Zimunya

Such is your fate tarantula for emerging red-claw raised between my pillows so early in the morning to ambush my nerv…

Jikinya by Musaemura Bonas Zimunya

While metals roar and flame heads and feet smell of burning men enthuse about commanding Death and a sad wind ululate…

Her by Musaemura Bonas Zimunya

Her kisses left my lips stinging like a shaven chin her bed-grip left my back aching with vice-pain and breathing she…

See Through by Musaemura Bonas Zimunya

My heart here rages with sun-presence and the noisy open street to embrace indian soft female limbs whose coppery war…

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