My sense of identity is that of an observer making sense of scenery that presents itself. More like a camera capturing what is presented as it interprets the images into photos. But I must admit that even as lenses get blurry.
Konya Shamsrumi is an African poetry press, perhaps the only one. It sure feels lonely. So, come join in—Dakar to Cape Town, Nakuru to Casablanca—#OneAfrica
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