08 Feb Flow
How did I move through life without interrupting you?
My body is built on bone, by the bone, yet I’ve managed to curve and twist myself into your acceptance
While your flow remains untouched like a fist of honest words in the midst of deceit
Mine has to hold a mirror to your face just so you can hear my song sung in your voice
My misguided need for your affirmation no longer reigns
My flow will no longer feed into yours
Words: Welcome Moyo. Photographer: Canonology. Stylist: Welcome Moyo. Art Director: Welcome Moyo and Canonology.