facebook1 twitter1 sllm2a

witslogo1

Thursday, 25 February 2016 11:25

Last Roadtrip with my Brother

By 
Last Roadtrip with my Brother

We drive through the unruly hills of the Wild Coast
The potholes bigger than our Mazda 323
Little boys and girls fill the ruts with cow dung
Begging money for their service

The stones on the beach
We take shots – one of us
Posed awkward against the background of sea
C’mon boet take the bladdy picture

The acrid mosquito coil
And hot December night
Oozing with hippie drumming
I on the floor, you on the bed

Neither of us sleeps
We rise at dawn for cold showers
And a quick getaway, leaving cash
And a note: Never coming back here
Read 594 times
Louella Sullivan

Louella Sullivan learned to type poems one-handed whilst bouncing small babies on her lap. She did an MA in Creative Writing at Rhodes in 2014 where she completed her thesis Bitten under Robert Berold. She is a Drama, History and English teacher as well as a part-time lecturer at Rhodes University. She has been published in Aerodrome, New Contrast, New Coin and Itch. Her poems have been described as "polished, poised and vivid". In 2016, her poem "Refugee" was longlisted for the Sol Plaatje European Union Poetry Award.

Login to post comments