typing… You were carefully cunning with your craft my bewitching one How you cast a spell on me like it was not a burden Made it all enchanting; alluring like love When you found me a sun-filled bird tittering alone Your smile, two neat rows of conniving daisies those wicked angels Reverently turned in my direction Hissing behind their blooming O! the mind games You said it was love but that thing picked at my feathers silly Loving you made of me such a black bird Made of me a haunted garden of forget-me-nots Wilting at the sunset of your pretense So what exactly do you miss? [Backspace]
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Responding to the ex’s ‘i miss you’ text | Busamoya Phodiso Modirwa
Busamoya Phodiso Modirwa is a Motswana writer and poet with works published on The Kalahari Review, Jalada Africa, The Weight Of Years:An Afroanthology of Creative Nonfiction, Praxis Online Magazine and, 20.35 Africa Anthology Of Contemporary Poetry and elsewhere. She is a recepient of the Botswana President’s Award-Contemporary Poetry 2016 and recently completed a poetry residency at the Gaborone Art Residency Centre.