(3:27)the clouds are rolling with sinew ‘n’ vertebrae carrying the spinalfluid intention unstopping no one is from where everyone’s going except the reflection of the bottom of the ocean…the foam at the surface is tapestry woven of all our omens half of us broken…a third of a fifth wasted on wasting/
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