Poetry

  • Encampment

    A key labor of freedom It to transition from a civilization Of self-actualization To an encampment of other-actualization When the externality Of the bare minimum is dominant It means that...

  • Preamble

    I need no preamble to suffocate This line This matter of exposure across the defense Of sorry stolen quarters Where we live there is a presence A 40-year-old lie that...

  • A tomato is also a love apple (Part II)

    [You may first need to read: “A tomato is also a love apple“] I am revisiting the love apple That my rabbi shared with me I did not tell her...

  • The Violence of Poverty

    The violence of poverty The poverty of violence We are each guilty of Contributing To the oratory of violent composure In the face of the austerity of compassion

  • All the Birds are God

    There is a wandering bird It will enter your nose And explore your mind It will know all your secrets Then you will know the bird is God The bird...

  • Proud species in the Earth

    For years the voices insisted That Lagos Egrace would Be made great “We are going to make Egrace great,” I heard These are the exchanges Of wind molly for puppies...

  • The October Noon is Not Without Grace

    The October noon Sits in retreat From duty or imposing beauty It is short of dry wind And incisors on high Like a fragment message That does not dive or...

  • Blushing on a Cordial Winter Morning

    So we have arrived at the outbreak The sun has sunken to the bellow danger The remorse for standing waves Do not tuck in the tide Not like she used...

  • The Bolian Ash Whispers

    I wrote a play, titled, The Bolian Ash Whispers, About hornets’s nests dives And brick mortar cylinders Across the peripheral cascade And into mountain water Too close to descend The...

  • Window Storms

    The bread of wealth The breadth of will Sediment waves Broken dawns Too turbulent From the flush Grace to will For the portraits Of oppressed windows Broken teeth And candy...