“The first thoughts surged in,
Washing him off the banks of his mind.
It was all he could think of.”
That’s how life will feel like, more often
The voice within started
Doesn’t sobriety stink?
I swallowed. As if, in silent agreement
All your worst fears
A sweat trickled down
I have to. Huh! I even braved on
I scrambled for my notebook and pen
“Milestones” I titled it
“Day 1- success.” I recorded
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Benie is a poet and fiction writer, living in Nairobi, Kenya. He shares thought-provoking discussions, and occasionally does spoken word poetry and plays. Benie is also a freelance content and article writer. A dreamer, he realizes a world of possibilities through stories and explores life in poetry.