Dimmed lights within; Nothing sacred left Without purity to give You see the white veil bride; your perfect desire… I see a black veil bride; dripping with unforgotten filth scared of a purity smile daring to lift the white veil to reveal the black veil bride within. By Susan McMillan
Every single music hit had a rhythm for Sarai… If it played, she would dance to it! Ready to raise the red dust….. Barefoot, colorful dress and sweat running down her well defined cheeks, Sarai would dance until that red dust covered everything around her….. The smell of the dust would send Sarai into a…… Continue reading Sarai and the red dust!
My name is kyakusimire, I am a village girl Don’t know much about those glittery things you call cell phones Don’t know much about talking to my friends over those “things”. My friends and I usually meet in the forest when we go to fetch fire wood. We socialize then;anticipating about the days to come…… Continue reading Village girl!
Rhythm In Life 