Of Things I Never Forget
it is how we string names to our parent
& i find my father in each letter,
such as how he died on a woman’s chest
with a gin buried in his breast pocket,
Four Poems By Obinna Jones
The four Poems are used to relate the human existence to a temple (it is sometimes a solid structure and other times a
TWO PICTURES OF MOTHER By Yusuff, Uthman Adekola
Her face is a good land for mining.
It is covered by diamonds of darkling sweat.
Would she just wake her senses and sit?