POEM:MEMORY AS AN ALLOTROPE OF PAIN BY IFEOLUWA PETER
it is how to let go of what won’t stay
because the night is a succour for broken boys
because these portraits hold names beyond our reach
Two Poem: Moments & A Christening By Leonard Okonta
When we begin to grey, and the light of our best years has started to fade, there will be no photographs in a shoebox, tucked underneath our hospice beds, nor soft lullabies strung from the sweet words we’ve shared.
THIS DARK, ANAL ABYSS : A Poem By Ifesinachi Nwadike
Africa is the ground
Where God’s bastards play
the pit toilet
where they assemble to die
a dark smear in a dark world.