Two Poems by Mayen Demas MK
[none feels at home at a home grief calls home] this poem begins where grief made my heartits home.mother birds into the clouds on the wingsof a bullet-wound.father morphs into
Afrocentric Prose & Poetry
[none feels at home at a home grief calls home] this poem begins where grief made my heartits home.mother birds into the clouds on the wingsof a bullet-wound.father morphs into
The sole emperor today takes his siesta, like me, and like you. He does not think of Resurrection- he holds it in his right hand, and it is truth and
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His bag is slung across his shoulder, his wrapper only broad enough to cover his loins. It leaves out the untidy hairs that run across his thighs and down to
I am upset. Yes, about Uganda. About how far that dirty, homophobic bill has gone—how far it seeks to go. It is one thing to be uncomfortable about a person’s
“There is something extraordinary about being rejected by one’s mother. It impoverishes the soul. It leaves holes everywhere and you spend your life trying to fill them up. With whatever
Our editors decided we would be celebrating women this year by listening to them. We are therefore pleased to share with you this collection of 10 micro essays from 10
Hold your birth giver. Give unto her all the love she has never gotten. Wash her feet with perfume. Pluck the grief out of her eyes. Plant flowers on the
You were eleven when your father started beating your mother. You saw him beat her the way you saw angry traders and area boys in Ikorodu beat some thief who
Basaja felt a shiver run through his spine as he slid into Boka’s skin as smooth as fish cutting through water. He took a few moments to adjust to the