after Aracelis Girmay What is your name? You say. I think of the time my High School Senior said her name is Watt &..
If one prods the origins of most great works of art, one will find they were created to exorcise or archive a memory. Okigbo does..
By which visa did my fathers, millions of human cargo, mangled in cargo holds In the belly of time machines sail into these lands By..
or asking myself why we love Sinking boat / you are my terminal / collateral damages are peoples / recovering from a virus /..
at base four, the sounds of waist beads are heightened by Fela’s Afro-beat a disco light calls you out from the dark like the..
(after rereading & with lines from Umar Abubakar Sidi’s What Bad Poets Do) “Bad poets hear the cries of strangulated beasts, the whispers of..
mother, before you hallow my skin with kisses and warm tears tell me if I am a disease this world has made me so tell..
There are times when darkness becomes too heavy, And what do we do when the night outweighs us? We trade our bodies for some beams..
WHEN I’M ASKED WHAT’S NEXT Where does the body go at midnight/it runs/ it hides/it finds darkness in the bright light/this art of becoming/of peeling..
for example, I could be the soul of a dying inferno or a stray dog in its adventure; since, of course, I happen to..
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