Three Poems – Tares Oburumu
essay on boat in the oval of St. John’s Chapel. in the dome of his visions; in the form of ship or skew, the times come. the virgins have been praying for us before birth. my sister is one of such flowers growing hard, to avoid the common bruise, to reach sunlight. red candles to […]
The Sharp Weight of Inheritance – Nnadi Samuel
“I do not know if hurt is my birthright”— Jason B. Crawford knuckle withholds an English suffering, clenched in fierce strain. my unsheathed hands, hurled spacelike, knifing a worship. there are times my loin becomes a violation of religion: object to be cast out. times agony was in vogue. here, my rib aligns to a […]
Two Poems – Olumide Manuel
20.10.20 there are no rules except those against protests. the silence came for us before the bullets. every wound devours itself. dark green molds in the lips culturing a system of crows & bloodstream. I am crying crystal with the dreams of my father’s children that remained ghosts. i sew the salt into this. the […]
Three Poems – Chisom Okafor
A piercing through the dark In the face of darkness, this secluded space is a pathology likewise to live alone in it. My heart keeps failing in bits, as the voice from the evening news, crisp as snowflakes, announces that twitter has just been banned in my country. It’s close to bedtime, and my lover […]
Two Poems – Roseline Anya Okorie
Roots Love grows in the evening Dies at dawn There is not enough prophecy about hearts How it can become vapor Fighting for space in the sky There are many kinds of light but the one in this poem has the color of A hole & takes over the night If you take away the […]
Three Wet Dreams by Benson Eluma
I sleep in laps. Wake up, rest from sleep like resting from work, then return to sleep-work.What is this shadow that follows me in the dark, despairing when the switch goes down?There is mud about my feet, reaching up to my trousers’ knees, and there is water.There is water all about my feet, reaching up […]