Tins

Tins

At the edge of the lip
Where the cut meets the fold

At the fold of the grain
Where the lip tells a yarn

Where the seam meets the cut
There’s a story of a lip

Through the grain of the cut
As the story folds a seam

And the cut of the grain
Lets the fold spin a yarn

Photography: Andrew Njoroge
Poem: Keguro Macharia

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