VIMBAI ZIMUTO
Vimbai Zimuto’s acrostic poem by Kelvin Jasi V ery much I loved theI dea of sitting in a corner,M uch folded like a fatherless kid,B efriending the wrong spiders.A nd then I learnt to loveI ncessantly my white fragrance, Z eroed in black,I n a colorful wilderness,M uch lonely like an undiscovered tulip.U nreservedly now, […]









