I Taught Her (Outro)

Photo by Flora Westbrook on Pexels.com

I taught her all I set out to

Three years it’s been,

Of incessant “love you too”

and hey, no gin!



That departure, was achieved.


Even I hadn’t believed.


Yet in all fairness, the feat is remarkable

Remarkable because well, I was able

to disprove the biggest fable

but in the process lost my pebble


I must ask those of you who are present

whether there is weakness to be found in love

Whether love presents no presents

Or whether indeed true love is from above


Three years present no answer

except carefully embellished lies

that have caused me cancer

and taught me to distrust pretty eyes


In teaching her

I learnt a bit, myself

Of things that were.

The death of inner self.









By Jordan Tumwesigye

The stroke of the pen cures all pain The symbols on a page outlast age


Leave a comment

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s