• Maria Stadnicka

On Wednesdays afternoon, an imminent life lesson 

ends at three o’clock 

with a Mozart concerto, live broadcast

from our detention centre.


The outer heavy traffic, 

the rain washing the rooftops across Nairobi 

penetrate the walls –

a sharp, urgent, high-pitched cry.


Across the border, the ants come to light, 

through a crack in the wood. 


A perfect day for unattended prayers.