Africa and the Blues (Connections and Reconnections)

African Echoes

I Stood At My Window Staring At An Arcing Streetlight. A Sudden Wind Made Me Pull My Shoulders To My Ears. I Pissed Into The Dark. It Smelled Like Canned Tuna. My Swollen Lip Throbbed. I Could Still Taste The Blood. My Eyes Rolled Back Look - EP