I blinked for two minutes into the empty air,and suddenly, three years had scuttled by,since the exit bell tolled exuberantlythrough the cluster of doors and windows;the hum of the Thames was a metal gongbut louder, Big Ben groaned;I heard the splash of the angry wavesfrom the balcony of my distant home;and each time a ship whistled across,trees cracked and blocked the streets. A soft murmur … Continue reading London After Exit by Jonathan Ukah