the crossing

the road,
the stilled
sea the
measure of
our belief
we were
on it
we became
owners of
such safety
two bodies
wondering where
our clan
had hidden
and the
aloneness a
welcome gesture
the irony
is that
now love
is in
the absence
and the
screens we
say have
divided us
stand the
test of
time

©Afua Awo Twumwa 2020