Lunar petal 26 : Déjà vu

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I had a dream about you last night,

in a place where time and space could not touch us

I remembered how your smile was so simple and bright,

I’ve tasted those honey suckle lips

deliberately fell deep into the chasm of those eyes

My hands traced the detail of those hips so intimately

I knew you before I even met you,

This must be what they call déjà vu.

 

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Ama Ndlovu explores the connections of culture, ecology, and imagination.

Her work combines ancestral knowledge with visions of the planetary future, examining how Black perspectives can transform how we see our world and what lies ahead.