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POETRY THAT ENACTS THE ARTISTIC AND CREATIVE PURITY OF GLASS
POETRY THAT ENACTS THE ARTISTIC AND CREATIVE PURITY OF GLASS
Ifeoluwa Ayandele has completed his MA in English (Literature) at the University of Lagos, Nigeria. His poetry has appeared or is forthcoming at Little Stone Journal, Rattle, Pidgeonholes, Peekingcat Poetry, Mojave Heart Review, Burning House Press, Neologism Poetry Journal, Kalahari Review, Brittle Paper, Kin Poetry Journal, and elsewhere. He lives in Lagos, Nigeria.
My Body is a City of Butterflies
This city is a gun smoking away
through the prism of broken plates
in the hands of street children.
& yet, my mother taught me how to
count the cowries on my body: like
a triangle, she drew three lines on
my back, threw cowries into it &
the cowries became butterflies:
my body is a city of butterflies.
-& she said: your body is a carrier
of butterflies, flipping through future
& memory — a broken past read in
blank pages & perching on the flowers
of a city that sags, pollinating its
nectars with hitches of hope.
Glass: A Journal of Poetry is published monthly by Glass Poetry Press.
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All contents © the author.
