​Aimiende Negbenebor Sela

You are the artist. Find the antidote. ~Me Inspired by Woody Allen's "Midnight in Paris"

When I thought Q-tips, true white tar 'n' coal, true black Eighteen seemed like yesterday twenty-one, oh so far away Smiling came easy naivety, crowned breezy Days dragged on nights longingly held on Tightly to that gritty sweet fleeting thin' that pulsed with no rhythm--no rhyme, no reason Felt free, felt true, full of glee, not blue not even a little. 'cause well,... it was a thang Of beauty, that tapped tears from your eyes harvested pain from your heart Fed your soul a so

Published in African Voices Magazine - Summer 2016 Digital Issue. You may download a free copy of the entire magazine for your reading pleasure :) "Peach Cobbler" begins on page 26 - Fiction. Enjoy! ~ Aimi

...play make believe. Where we say no, and pretend we are heard, respected, valued. A kind of haven, sanctuary, womb. Where one hears yes, and accepts it as a wholehearted truth; empathy, love ... Where try as you might, you can't help but see clear skies, even when they're peppered--black and blue. Can you help me...? Well ... Maybe one day. Maybe one day soon. Note to self: Remember to hope. ~Aimi