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The boy I kissed at the Greenhouse

Gabriel Hoosain Khan   The tender aloe is aflame, veld fire at night. Across a hilltop, ever moving, a line of light On a moonless night. It starts with a scurrying sound. The rodents are moving, I feel them around

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Poems by Gabriel Hoosain Khan

Untitled (September 2013) Elsewhere I shiver in the Atlantic breeze. Sea sand fractured under feet, his house burrowed Beneath the mountain in Tamboerskloof. Night silent, White wine – chilled and hard – as ocean breath. The dimple on his right

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