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The Art of Love

By Olabisi Abiodun Akinwale: ÀNÌKÉ- Day 15 The Art of Love the night your pain was full of yeast, you stretched my elastic voice to a being at the other end of your bed, say it feels better, say it…

Our Love Will Flower

By Olabisi Abiodun Akinwale: ÀNÌKÉ- Day 14 Our Love Will Flower like a garden where memories do not die, where evening setting sun is beauty sighing on imperfections, on broken dreams & bodies mourning into hollows & absence. our love…

LISTEN – ALEXIS KARPOUZOS

By Alexis karpouzos: Listen, if stars are still lit it means there is someone who needs them. It means someone wants to love, Why then do we feel so much pain and heaviness of heart? are we waiting for something,…

MAYBE – ALEXIS KARPOUZOS

By Alexis karpouzos: i know that i shall meet my shadow, one day, is our fate. I know that, someday, the light ends for us and the deadly gravity will absorb us. But then, without space and time, without life…

WHY – ALEXIS KARPOUZOS

By Alexis karpouzos: Why must I lose everything I own? Why must I lose all I have loved All that I desire, all that I’ve known? Time is Relentless, dauntless. Like a fleeting moment, like a speck of dust In…

Stay Tonight

By Olabisi Abiodun Akinwale: ÀNÌKÉ- Day 11 Stay Tonight let’s calibrate our hearts with longings, let’s remove the spectacle on the night’s eyes & let her watch our dwindling bodies scouting desires with fingers & moans, let her watch in…

Ife Oloyin

By Olabisi Abiodun Akinwale: ÀNÌKÉ- Day 10 Ife Oloyin ~after listening to Beautiful Nubia Ànìké, here is my love, take, eat & be full. here is my heart, make music of its beats. here is my body, pin it to…

Ode to love

By Olabisi Abiodun Akinwale: ÀNÌKÉ- Day 9 Ode to love because there is always something familiar about twilights where silence blooms with the memory of a black girl, like the shore on your chest, once, I laid my head &…

Ayanfe

By Olabisi Abiodun Akinwale: ÀNÌKÉ- Day 7 Ayanfe this poem begins with the road that led me to you, blessed be the birds singing your name between tree branches, blessed be the moon compassing me from rivers to cities, to…