Excerpt, "The Sunday Usual"

Part of the newly published collection Dues for the Repose: From Words Much Like Poetry by Wamuhu Mwaura

" Perhaps once, I was enthralled.
You were striking, with eyes like sun-fired amber
that refused to douse their inner flame. "

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