A VERSE THAT IS NOT A POEM FOR DAGGA by OKO OWI OCHO

I wanted to cart psalms from the scripture of my mouth. Write a poem to celebrate this day, but like before, I failed again. So I resort to my escapist style of writing what is neither poetry nor prose. Dagga, I merge you into genres (Is this line a poem? Can’t a single line be … Continue reading A VERSE THAT IS NOT A POEM FOR DAGGA by OKO OWI OCHO