Overheard outside of Wilson:
Frat boy with Solo cup: Hey, should we offer these freshmen
some of our scotch?
Frat boy without Solo cup: Hey freshmen! Want some scotch?
The Wind on Ganja Bridge
Ganja
Pulane Mpotokwane
The biggest bully I ever met, was
The wind on Ganja Bridge.
When she blew,
My eyes would close the way
Eyes do, when they choose to pause;
And encase themselves in the folded skin
Of some passing thing.