Passing Through
“Looking out, I see blind night behind/ & racing in front, the singing wings/ just visible, purposeful, making/ last dashes before the big light goes out…” By Stuart A. Paterson.
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Anne Whittle (alias chattox)
“And after, well fed-up but famished, I knashed at th bare bakside/ of an apl csh csh – -/ nd an appl &/ another apple – and felt non the better for it, only old…” By Camille Ralphs.
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Walk in the Woods
“I can remember a time/ my father pulled me onto his shoulders/ telling me/ Everyone will hurt/ you. Don’t forget that”
Weekend poem, by Alexis Groulx.
Forever-rain
“When we were strangers — remember? — it was bliss because I didn’t need much to imagine/ And now? We don’t meet — having met a few and futile times — but discuss only a forever-rain.” Weekend poem, by Nabina Das.
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This House is an African House
“This house is an African house./ This your body is an African woman’s body…” By Kadija Sesay.
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Property of a Sorceress
“She died under mango trees, under kola nut/ and avocado trees, her nose pressed to their roots,/ her hands buried in dead leaves, her thin legs/ spread out like palm oil in a hot pan.” By Viola Allo.
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Transgendered
“Lagos is a chronicle of liquid geographies/ Swimming on every tongue…” By Jumoke Verissimo.
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A Dry Season Doctor in West Africa
“She presses her toes together. I will never marry, she says. Jamais dans cette vie! Where can I find a man like you?” By Viola Allo.
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Shoots
“Sapling legs bend smoothly, power foot in place,/ her back, parallel to solid ground,/ makes her torso a table of support…” By Kadija Sesay.
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What Took Us to War
“What took us to war has again begun,/ and what took us to war/ has opened its wide mouth/ again to confuse us.” By Patricia Jabbeh Wesley.
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