The citizenship lesson, on Wednesdays afternoon,
ends at three o’clock
with a Mozart concerto, live broadcast
from our detention centre.
The outer heavy traffic,
the rain washing the roof tops across Nairobi
penetrate the walls –
a sharp, urgent, high-pitched cry.
The ants come to light, across the border,
through a crack in the wood.
Perfect day for unattended prayers.
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Thank you, Veronica. I appreciate your comment.
Maria
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