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Poetry by Ojo Taiye

Beloved, if I titled this poem Yenagoa’s Black / Market, will it bring back my mother’s son? / How long before we...


There’s tar on our hands, / asphalt, pitch, / that carbon-black earth stick / only oil can soften, / then soap. // It...

A Flash

A B-2 Bomber’s lazy hum metamorphosizes / Boom! Flash! A port town leveled / By a pencil drawing of atoms on a notepad