By Shem Onderi I will dress her in green —pale green,to show the fading grace of Mother Earth.Her original shade was deep and lush,but now she plays the master role,the mother role,faltering in dimmed attire. She is the feeder of all that lives.At times in this play she must weep —loud, unrestrained,tears brimming with grief,though […]

Mole, Diversity– By Shem Onderi You live beneath our feet, a secret life unseen, Yet your destruction is loud, a tale of ravaged dreams. Little is known of your ways, no social moments shared, No rest days recorded, just an endless, underground lair. Your body is tender, fragile to the touch, But your teeth, sharp […]