After Forever: Day One
We played rough but we never broke bones We loved softly and then we got our hearts broken
It is a crime to be poor; it is a bigger crime to be Nigerian and poor.
Mama Ose sits down in her smoke covered kitchen with mud walls and thatched roof. She has been awake since…
WINDS AND THE SORRY SEA
Laying afloat is the bits of the boat and its sail And the most of it all drowned by sea