by Ókólí Stephen Nonso | Dec 25, 2020 | Poems
Suppose our bones are parables, too old for the body to carry, or call them catalogs of broken cartilage, waiting to be stitched. Yesterday, under the withered guava tree, where my umbilical cord is buried,my grandmother spent the night stitching her bones like torn...
by Ókólí Stephen Nonso | Dec 25, 2020 | Poems
Too often, our cries for help are silent ones.Unheard. Unheeded. -Emily Believe it or not—depression is a veil closing our eyes. If you’ve walked through the long night of grief,you’ll see the ghost that lives in your head. You’ll see shadows hiding...
by Martin Chrispine Juwa | Nov 6, 2020 | Poems
The river plays melodies for it is full now And its waters dance on rocks And patter on iron sheets. Tree leaves chatter, and wave To the hurrying wind Fellowshipping with the sea of clouds Vomiting onto the earth. A great shower drains the African soil Adorning...
by Kasimma | Oct 30, 2020 | Poems
Blood Boiled from hours of sitting under the sun Boiled from anger against police brutality Boiled from the shielded stem whose only desire is to tilt towards light Beloved Nigeria Whose youth evaporate from the scaly hands of policemen, And the dirty palms of...
by Abeiku Arhin Tsiwah | Oct 16, 2020 | Poems
You know the pain you have to go throughto be a bird flirting one window after anotherBeing in flight when your spine is that of a humanand your heart beat is that of a sparrowhijacked by an unknown gravity is the kindest wayTo survive on a pop lyric on top of an...
by Abeiku Arhin Tsiwah | Oct 16, 2020 | Poems
You always ask, why is lifeAn olden photographthat evolves with time and gives awayher innocence to sultry, to little things of colourwhen life itself is a cosmic writer of poetrydenied of ethereal exploits in space. Blue flames are hard to light in the heartso is an...
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