Issue 2| Old Forms, New Worlds, Poetry, unconstrained quill

Orí’s Appraisal

-Tukur Ridwan Our bodies are scales on which the weight of our skulls finds balance. As the sun penetrates my follicles, my head crystals the reflection Of invisible entities. Each head is overflown with the weight Of burdens camouflaged in thoughts, and in musings. You do not need to break open this cranium To know how water seeps into the coconut. This mystery makes the head the giver and taker of all. Bearing joy and gloom, I’m Olódùmarè’s mystery tarot Whose silence grows— you could … Continue reading Orí’s Appraisal

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Poetry, unconstrained quill

in that year

in that year, we spread our dreams where hopeful glances eased our noisome youth. fleeting emotions crumpled our facade in seconds. we stared down on death as it howled from the ground. death pulled, yet I held on. death tried, yet I pressed on. heavy silent whispers— you have to let him go. the show stealer with a coy smile was crafting. the show must go on, I insisted. dim lights and despair, long before the blinding … Continue reading in that year

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Sister’s Sorrowful Serenade to Sista

“Decades have passed since you last visited.

In this peaceful entity, I nurse my aching heart.
Most days at noon, I gather my silver tears,
Hoping to draw gazing stars with them.
And on weekends, I sail on shore, searching for healing and rest.” Continue reading Sister’s Sorrowful Serenade to Sista

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Poetry, unconstrained quill