20 half man half crab there’s an aircraft on the beach n half my carcass lies underneath this ain’t just spring break gone bad no one wants to talk to half man half crab i can’t swim on the water n i can’t breathe in the sand i always bleed i never scab half man half crab half son half dad tried like a champ but i can’t never win every other lady stab me in the back fin poor soft shell blue eye crack claw half old bay with a human flaw crabcake baking in the sun homosapien crustacean
The British-Somali poet draws upon everything from leftfield folk to minimalist spoken-word, bound together by simple-yet-cutting wordplay. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 28, 2021