all this time we were seated for our own share of the light now it doesn’t matter how much furrows are set in our butts today I unthink suicide I uncork my body into the arms of morning sun & fall back into a garden of lilies I’m the chips & also the ketchup I eat the sweetness out of myself into myself here it is: the delicate art of unspooling in a birdlike motion I love the way my body loves me we think we’d walk into a passage teeming with ravens & human skulls but our legs instead gatecrash a party of hummingbirds today I take the shape of a happy poem bad nights, here, we say cheers to a remaking into a cauldron of daisies we put behind all the ghosts all the moments of withering today is when your father dies & wakes up in the body of a star I do not worry about tonight I can almost feel the moonlight on my skin all I hear are soothing birdsongs laughters of young girls drawing dandelions around bullet holes
Hassan A. Usman, NGP II, is a black (performance) poet and a lover of cats. He enjoys cooking, listening to Nigerian street music, and also juggles writing with modeling. Hassan is published in Paper Lanterns, Nymph, Poetry Column-NND, Five South, Lunaris, and elsewhere. He can be reached via Twitter @Billio_speaks.
Deborah Ajilore is a Nigerian writer and photographer. She is a member of the Frontiers Collective. Her works have been published in Hennepin Review, Mud Season Review, Sapphire Hues Press, Stanchion Magazine, Shallow Tales Review, and elsewhere.