Poem: Residue By Abdulbaseet Yusuff
i don’t know of a man who ever made peace by
that the birds hibernate hardly means they have
renounced their wings —
Poem: Through a Bird’s Eye & With the Mouth of a Bard By Sanni Omodolapo
…she may forever dwell amongst the elements, that
she may be god.
Two Poems By Faruq Shitta
And how a hoe is used on a farm; I imagined
the sacredity of her thighs turning into flames of
Sacrilege. Formulas starting from the bottom to the linear
Equations of her bruised breasts.