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 Apr 2020 Kris Pretorius
Evie
Stuck
 Apr 2020 Kris Pretorius
Evie
within my four walls i stay
escaping the yelling
feeling hunted like prey.
check on your friends during quarantine. it hurts a lot of people.
(pulling back the curtains)

looking outside
looking for hope
looking for the way to cope
looking at a tree
thoughts of hanging a rope

the window
reflection of a widow
her head slopes

the window
lays
an envelope
the note
she clears her throat
it begins to rain
she whispers my name
with no blame
with no shame
i love you
the
same

the window
(the curtains close)
 Apr 2020 Kris Pretorius
Gorba
I live in Sweden
But I was born and raised in France
From parents who came from Haiti
Which is a former colony of France
Where slaves were brought from Benin
(To feed the greed of French monarchs)
I speak French, English, Swedish, and can understand creole
I feel in French, think in English, listen in creole and live in Swedish
I love Florence, I am forever bound to Paris and have international friends
Being a French citizen means that I am European
Am I then also Dutch, Danish or German?
Does it really matter?
Am I not just another man?
A question to those who tell people to go back to their country.
 Apr 2020 Kris Pretorius
Myrrdin
You were always loving me "despite"
I needed you to love me "because"
 Apr 2020 Kris Pretorius
Em
Smoker
 Apr 2020 Kris Pretorius
Em
i never used to smoke
but since you left,
it’s the only time i can seem to breathe
 Apr 2020 Kris Pretorius
Sara
It’s all smoke and mirrors
one-liner head spinners
it’s a good job I’m a thinker
so I could think better
than to waste my days
on a half-baked, head-**** love.
It could never be quite the same
as what I had in mind; just trust
that if you won’t pick me,
then I won't pick us
Don’t want to settle for less
 Apr 2020 Kris Pretorius
River
Red
 Apr 2020 Kris Pretorius
River
Red
dried red petals
in the palm of my hand
crumbling into dust
being carried by the wind

i don't know where it will settle
dancing on the breeze
it will return to the earth
a fragmented heart coming back to peace.
Life
Is more precious
Than likes
Dislikes, fun, pleasure
Satisfaction
Of the mind

A succulent slice
Of the fruit of peace
From the
Garden of eternity
This moment complete
Beyond recognition
In the stillness
Of forever

Holding life
In my hands
Silence
In my mind
Peace
In my heart
I take a tiny step
Towards You
Dancing in the moonbeams
Of love
 Apr 2020 Kris Pretorius
nightdew
you were the one that made my heart race with excitement
but
you were also the one that turned my heart into stone.
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