A year agomy tongue got arrested roaming the streets at night on Silent Avenue her charge,possession with intent to distribute on herwas an ounce of wordswhich when inhaledcauses loss…
Hands- A poem about grief & a Daughter’s love for a Father. In memory of Arthur Kinuthia Thindiu, a son of Wangige.
A poem that captures the importance of the #BlackLivesMatter movement
This ode to Prince was inspired by a visit to his hometown Minnesota last year in May following an invite by the Still Water and Oakland Middle schools to teach poetry to the 5th and 6th graders for two weeks.
There is beauty is a poem I wrote in memory and celebration of Wangarì Maathai, her fighting spirit to ensure that our children, grandchildren and great children get to enjoy nature, to see the beauty of their country Kenya and learn the importance of taking care of the environment.