poetry column

Amphibians

By Jide Badmus Wednesday morning, I needed Noah’s boat to navigate Bank road. I didn’t know Ikoyi too could be this vulnerable when it rains. Some days, we are fishes floating in dry aquariums, enthusiasts, drowning in saltwater ambitions. Other…

The Event

By Timi Sanni I arrived at this world already primed for pain—the hurt, persistent, primal, poised. Born on the rubble in the wake of the war,I was no different from that childbirthed in the aftermath of the world’s worst divorce.…

Cachexia

In response to Billy Collins’ ‘The First Night’ By Chisom Okafor I am holding unto the past like a monochrome photographto my chest, listening to your heartbeat against mine in this untouched dark You say something about the pastnot holding water…

Saturdays in Port Harcourt

By Tope A Larayetan K’ene onye keni ye n’uwais how the weekend calls us in —how the neighbors tell usMommy would show up cradlingbrooms, packers, and mops.Her fingers buried in a plastic bowlof water waiting to wreakdroplets on our exposed…

INFECTION

By Ajibola Tolase In the doctor’s office wheremy symptoms dissipate at the newsof negative test results. I’m lookingat my tongue, colored orangeby Fanta in the mirror. Sinceit seemed I will live I shiftmy focus to things dying in me—English words…

Nervous Hands

By Ugochukwu Damian Okpara here are my hands, lonely as they can be.i once asked a man to hold them & confesshis love for me. the man shy as my fatherheld them & didn’t know what else to do.i could…

DAVID

By I.S. Jones I loved you when I was a childand so, my love for you was childish.For nine lifetimes, you’ve haunted my dreams. Nine lifetimes of finding me in the tender hoursthat hang low enough to touch.Which doesn’t help…

what moves now, lord?

by tosin gbogi  what does the sea bring back to me now​ what does it wash ashore in its nude song of crossing​ and what floats on its frothing face, butterflying with the tide . . . ​ the light of…

White Blanket

By Animashaun Ameen R said my deepest flaw is wanting to save everything and, in reply, I let myself break down and asked him to save me. He didn’t. The whole world is on fire so this is the wrong…

Teaching my father how to fish

By Olatunde Osinaike Getting to know him in the interim, and the gulf of prepositions describing the relative he has been to the two younger than me. Around, against, beyond, concerning, without, notwith- standing: all of the ways we have…