Issue 160

Summer & Fall 2021

Image from Flee

Poetry Wale Ayinla Poetry Wale Ayinla

Aubade with Regular Adornments

how often should I sashay in this sackcloth, the sky’s

undone hem of silver, the country that claims me?

every day I am a fugitive traveling on the ship of mother’s

countenance. I stretch towards the emptiness of her eyes,

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