photograph by Shannon Hopkins


Just leave me up here
Descend and tell them
I am not coming back
Up here I have found a perfect shape
Fitting asteroid
To plug in the perennial hole in my heart

I want to spend the remaining summers
Of my life swimming in star dust
Riding waves of the milky-way
Use the colour bleed of the supernovae
To paint murals on the sky wall.

There is a vacant spot
Between the Andromeda and the Lyra constellations
That is where I am erecting my tent
My eternal home.

I am not going back
To a place even butterflies
Have decided to abandon
A wasteland where skeletons
Don’t survive even a day.

I may whizz down sometimes
To extract a few things on the ocean bed
And the clay quarry
To patch openings on my poems
But I will not tell you
You have a special way of softening my heart
You might convince me to stay.

Tell them I am not coming back
Tell them I am home.

Phelelani Makhanya is a self-taught writer/poet born in South Africa Stanger. His work has been published in major South African literary journals like New Contrast, Botsotso and others. He has performed his poetry around the country which includes Poetry Africa 2011 and Poetry Africa 2018. His debut poetry collection This Time I Shall Not Cry was published in 2018 by VHAKOLOLO PRESS.

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