There you lie, waiting, curled up before me. I've watched since dawn, and now your body is kissed by light, and still, only the shadows move. You hold your breath; ripples of anticipation, like goosebumps, await my touch. But a touch would disturb this perfect smoothness. Instead, I feast on the curves, roaming into that dark delta of shadow. Do you feel my eyes caress you? Mesquite Dunes, Sunrise Death Valley








David Ishaya Osu is a Nigerian poet, memoirist, and street photographer. His works have appeared in numerous publications, and are forthcoming in The Griffith Review and The Oxford Review of Books. David has an MA in Creative Writing (with Distinction) from the University of Kent.

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