Sketches and stories from the vast plains of Africa.
When you've acquired a taste for dust,
The Scent of our first rain,
You're hooked for life on Africa
And you'll not be right again
Till you can watch the setting moon
And hear the jackals bark
And know that they're around you,
Waiting in the dark.
C.Emily Dibb
See my work at https://www.christinelamberth.com
