To japa is to be free, to seek greener pastures, to find your voice, to encounter the
sunrays of hope, to regain your future, to actualise dreams, to have the world as a
canvas, to become, to breathe again—or the opposite of all these.
SPEARS / THROAT & GRIEF, THE WALKS OF DEATH ON BODIES OF WATER (for my grandmother, Ojuolape) /Inna Lillahi wa inna ilayhi raji’un/
two narcissists bathe a boy with fireworks
of prayers, each folding in his tiny hands, before
fading away. every prayer that doesn’t
look like us floats above our heads.
