'time / lapse' by Alvin Kathembe

'time / lapse'

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You are five, and your eyes dance and sparkle, like the flames of candles. You are tireless; your hands are sticky and filthy, from touching things. I am eight, and my eyes twinkle like mirrors reflecting stars.

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You are twenty-five, and your eyes smoulder like the crushed stubs of cigarettes. You are tired: your hands are dry and calloused, from lifting things. I am twenty-eight, and my eyes glower like mirrors reflecting wars.

Alvin Kathembe

Alvin Kathembe is a writer from Nairobi, Kenya. His poetry has been featured in The Short Story Foundation Journal, Poetry Potion, Versification and other publications. His short stories have been published in Omenana, Brittlepaper and Digital Bedbugs, available on Kindle. Find him on Twitter @SofaPhilosopher, and on Medium.

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