Inexterior

Africa is outside,
Screaming through screens.
Toubabadou* is inside,
Kindled in dreams.

Wolof is outside,
Greetings are mmumbled.
English is inside,
The words are all jumbled.

Summer is outside,
Slicked in sweat.
Winter is outside,
No snow will I get.

The children are outside ,
Holding back tears.
A man is inside,
Writing his fears.

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