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The Whisper …

She would tell me In the space between heartbeats Feel the punch from earth Coursing through feet to your fingertips Alerting you to the whisper of touch Beckoning you to listen for the precision of creation Is there peace in …

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The Staunch Slouch

An afternoon indoors but for sunbeams flecking the audience of relatives, it could be any evening any century before ‘Nigeria’ was coined to group the villages, the hundreds of thousands of families gathered where the wind is low, the rumbling …

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Short Shorted / Odogbolu 1995

All this is fact / That Jebo had a knack for melodrama. That his slight weight barely marked That boarding school ground. That he was teased for his fair complexion. That he’d skim most crowds in search of me. That …

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“Revival”

The gate-guard is at special attention positioned in highland chill new gold buttons and a collar hand-twined blanket in a dejected corner on the tables, reserve is hung and the meat devoured with the finest whiskies teasing the men teasing …

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Composer

the Composer is a father of lullabies ostensible notes drank under waning light the tunes spread the hues of promise he is a herder of tongues and eardrums penning dreams while the earth generations bled for is cut up today …

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The Book of God

I when the time came in that small world of half-woken stars and broken moonlight we were gathering palmnuts un-cracked palmkernels of previous years lying silent in the dust breeding thick and lice termites eating away detachable peelings and building …

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Ugandan Golgotha

The rebel is all shield and sword, you are all flesh and feet. Already dead in this old Europe. A road of neon dirt grows towards a checkpoint. An Acholi soldier laughs in hyena soliloquy. Blood and wine from hills …

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self-portrait in case of disappearance

i am afraid that everyone died & it did not fix the world this was meant to be the afterlife to the burning countries our mothers left behind girls with fathers gone or gone missing sistered to dark boys marked …

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others

we begin because the worlds before ours ended sometimes abruptly sometimes in burning sometimes we survived & met sometimes i do not make it sometimes you get better first & feel burdened by my smell of smoke the dead root …

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Smoke

When the mountains stared at our backs, it was my mother who read the sky, its cobalt glass full of moisture. The clouds formed a necklace at the summit. If I could remember the smell I would describe this as …

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Heavenly Emporium of Benevolent Knowledge

When we consider the Heavenly Emporium of Benevolent Knowledge, we inevitably find ourselves discussing not the one but the many: the various extant editions of the compendium, the versions lost to fire and flood and strife over the centuries, the diverse and sometimes contradictory volumes that have pretended to the title at one time or another.

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Shy nag (a code opera): ACT II

The libretto Shy nag (a code opera): Act II was created by Sonny Rae Tempest and Chris Funkhouser, using a process similar process to the one used to compose ‘Exit Ducky’, outlined in an essay ‘Picture Becomes Text, Becomes Writing: …

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