by Alkasim Abdulkadir 1. Stoning from Glass Houses! The took away our lands And built glass houses They took away the stones So we won’t throw stones At their glass houses.[...]
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Two Poems for Omalicha
by Benson Eluma For Ify Omalicha Who now to carry on Your dance of beatitude, Lead the chorus In the return movement? Your strings have suddenly come Undone[...]
Notes on Obscurity
1. Sister Mustard died someplace Mount Ebola, I think, in Africa. They planted a mine on the headstone For a curious little boy to play with. Kaboom! and his[...]
Three Poems by Kolade Ajayi
The Bomber Drowned THE BOMBER TOO DROWNED, in his ripple Among the heads, at the belt’s attunement to rage, at the last dead chant– HEAD TO THE SCHEDULED FEAST ON virgin demons; breaths–[...]
The Mannequins
by Benson Eluma Claire, now they make the mannequins with long legs They give them huge buttocks and big breasts But they leave their lips thin and their noses aquiline[...]
A poem of Lagos
SUFFERING AND SMILING We hold these truths to be self-evident: That where there is a child There must be a cane. That before you make ends meet There will be[...]
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Poem: My Brother, The Jew
I’m working on a collection of poems investigating hate, fear, and loathing: Under the banner of peace and brotherhood, my body to be scattered in bits in the noisy, sudden,[...]
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