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I have been sleeping now
for seven years. But look!
The iceberg cracks, the levee breaks, the volcano erupts
and the angry lava spreads like hot mud towards the valley
of the mean villages you call your minds. O ye
breathing corpses, ye scented cunts, cadaverous entities,
I am the actor cursing the snow in Ulysee’s Gaze.
- (excerpt from
'Rejection Slips' by Esiaba Irobi)
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UCHE NDUKA
no interlude,no vestige of a
fringe
you bring mirth and pigment
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