Poem by Upile Chisala 

When your quiet starts clashing 

with your lover’s loud,

and all their patient love is spent,

and you’re as much stay as you are 

go ,

Hold your tongue, 

Take a breath instead, 

Stop. 

Read your favorite book again 

Or 

Go for a walk or a run 

Or a smoke 

Or eat something sweet 

Rest your heart a bit, 

And for a moment

Let love worry about love. 

– Upile Chisala from her book, “Soft Magic.” 

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