Nigeria

  • checking the label
    for low saturated fats —
    autumn trees

     

    too small for meat . . .
    the jogger leaves a snail
    to cross the path


    a bite
    beyond my hand's reach . . .
    these mosquitoes

     

    All Saints' Eve —
    the Hitler moustache
    on a boy's face

  • heavy rain
    on the road to the farm
    the toad and I

     

    village uproar
    two stones hit
    the flying blackbird

  • the not-so-little lies
    within your words —
    heat-cracked soil

     

    wind-blown seeds
    the flow of life
    without tethers

     

    ancestral pull —
    pieces of my village
    clinging to my shoes

     

    war drums
    rivulets of rain hitting
    corrugated roofs

     

    silent tides
    the sound of loneliness
    washing over loneliness