Best Huts Poems

Asphyxiated and found dead
Raped and found dead
Unsure what happened, and found dead
Nepali women found dead

Snake bitten and found dead
Eaten by tigers and found dead
Left in a small dark menstrual hut 
And found dead

Nepali women found dead
Shunned and labelled unclean
Ostracized for the wonderful way
God has insured...

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The sun has set 
and left me here

bones stretching out
towards the heart
of the heat

as my spine cracks
across the sand

I press my lips
together and
taste

the salt on
the air

the black mist on
the sea

the promise on the
wind that reassured me

that you’d come back
to me...

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In the hills of seven huts,
Where war is either a place or surname,
And dreams are translated into numbers,
And a number became a gambler's sad song,
I found God breathing through the pine trees.

Orchards in the hills shivered in winter's palms,
Golden oranges plucked for city bazaars,
A young...

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"African huts and hearts"
Give me some mud,
Give me some dry grass,
Give me some tree trunks,
And let the thatching begin
This roof over us is home.
I smell sweat,
I see smoke,
Tough strong women,
With drums of water on their heads.
Bold men as tough as their herds
A typical site of...

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A woman is strong.
She is loving and wise.

She endures,
She moves hearts,
She laughs and she cries.

She nurtures,
She commends,
She supports and she mends.

All for the sake of her children and friends.

A woman does all this,
And yet,
She suffers the dreaded menstruation.

In modern countries,
She can go to the store...

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After the party on the boat,
I fell into a deep slumber;
I knew not what had happened.
I woke up on a tropical island,
my hands and legs tied with ropes.
Carrying out CPR on me,
the people there saved my life 
almost from the jaws of death.
Serving all the...

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