Food of your Soul: “Cleopatra Herself In All Her Glory” by Guyanese Poet, Maggie Harris

Cleopatra herself in all her glory couldn’t look as good I did done up in all my finery for an assignation with you. Maybe I was in denial but there’s something about an affair that apart from feeling horny makes you Queen-like and so beautiful you love yourself just looking. The noise your skin makes shining drowns out the crickets rivals the fireflies goes out into the world singing like a pissed fly and if coconuts fell on your head … read more