Jenny courait sur la colline. Ses fossettes creusaient ses joues, témoignaient de sa joie manifeste. Ses pieds martelaient le chemin en terre, laissaient des empruntes et délogeaient les petits cailloux de leur cratère dorénavant appauvris. Devant: un horizon sans ligne - seulement de grands arbres, feutrant les rayons du soleil. Derrière: seulement le souvenir de … Continue reading Jenny Ran Sur The Colline —- French & English !But, Same Themes & Ideas (By Issa Dioume in collaboration with Aimé Lesot)
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Where Do They All Fall? [Flashfiction] by Issa Dioume
Where? 🍃
Division Revision- [Poem] by Issa Dioume
Rewrite What Has Been Written
Silent Falling Bird of A Flock [Poem] by Issa Dioume
...Hiding my emotions like an enamoured prostitute. Or an actor, trying to make his debut on this twisted scale. Harloting my way through life, a simulated masquerade, trying not to 'fail'. Beneath, this masked trade hides a performer. me. Outside lies the judging audience, silent observer. THEM. Only one believes the performance matters and fears … Continue reading Silent Falling Bird of A Flock [Poem] by Issa Dioume
Shavings [Flash-Fiction] by Issa Dioume
... I am the broken window pane. The howling, whistling window holding the panes. The midday shield stopping two forces from fusing. Living in perpetuity. Intermittence is my daily goal. One light shines through me. A shadow casts itself on and beyond me. Yet I hold. Performing a balancing act of light and darkness for … Continue reading Shavings [Flash-Fiction] by Issa Dioume
What is an artist? [Thoughts] by Issa Dioume
Thoughts on what is the artists’ role.
That Old Friend You Never Met – Issa Dioume
Short story on time by Issa Dioume