On my way to work,
I have to stop at Allen Avenue, to wait out the rain.
Two children walk past, wearing Sterling Bank raincoats,
More prepared than I will ever be for the day’s task.
I have always been fascinated by rain.
Category: Poetry
If you are walking home
If you are walking home,
And it’s pouring rain,
And it’s all thunder,
And it’s all sleet like glass sheets,
If you get to a wall you must climb,
Because the road is flooded,
The day Elizabeth Ochanya died
The day Elizabeth Ochanya died,
I was at work,
Reading emails, talking, laughing,
While she went quietly into the night.
Is this why we have nightmares?
Sometimes,
When I stand up on a rooftop at night,
And watch the lights go out,
One after the other / I ask myself,
Are we really going to sleep?
Is this why we have nightmares?
‘Where I come from’ video release
Hello guys,
The last thing I wrote on my website (still feels good to call it that) was this: http://chikajones.com/2018/01/31/untitled/. That was in January 2018. More than 8 months later, I have a new video up on my YouTube page.