Poems Rethabile Likes

December by Sihle Ntuli | Poems Rethabile Likes December by Sihle Ntuli as if the sunshine could not burn hot enough. the flame, the name summer itself so unassuming. today I woke with rays, sharp edges pointed, towards me threatening harm. I dream of ice cold on the tongue, silencing the thirst, smothering the conundrums of half-full- half-empty, a glass I once shattered only my mouth left open, gathering rain, neck as a waterfall. the mirages of December have come. there is no more water here, only beer now. all the years I turn down temptation soften my resolve. ...