Alternate Poems

He wants to be a writer. He knows wanting to be a writer is not the same as being a writer. He sits in front of the laptop every morning before the birds have begun singing, before the sense of duty comes to distract him. But he always ends up posting, commenting and arguing on…

Environment concerns

A few days ago, a distant relative invited me to our ancestral village in Pallisa district right on the shores of the Lake Kyoga. Our little village is known as Gogonyo Opeta. We arrived late in the evening, about seven pm, just as the last rays of the sun disappeared over the horizon. The place…