When I finally meet her I will bloom satisfaction Pluck enough to reshape into hope Track back to this moment and Seduce the small skeptic sizes Of me into waiting a bit longer

...meaning, a peaceful day in June is a cold day in July; bullets are like raindrops on the mother of green...

My poetry was informed by loss—the regurgitation of constant emotions from the influence of this loss.

As the year continues to run, the call continues with this month’s theme being “Retrogression”. 

Growing up I always had this feeling of estrangement from everyone, this deep sense of loneliness and alienation.

The ZODML poetry prize competition has been declared open for submission with the theme "Hopefulness" targeting public Nigerian Varsity students.

Although this poem speaks to the loss of my mother, while also paying homage to the very essence of womanhood, my mother is still very much alive and well. In an interview with Chimee Adioha of Black Boy Review, Ukata Edwardson once said: "The truth is, in all reality, every piece of art and literature performs a little lie."

Ikike Arts is committed to enriching the literary landscape with a diverse range of offerings, including the Oriọna Literary Magazine, the Direwords Annual Writers' Workshop, Poemify Podcasts, The Fellowship, and awesome literary prizes," said Tochukwu Precious Eze, formerly of Direwords and now Co-founder/Chief Editor of Ikike Arts.

When I was young, despite not knowing what poetry was, the lines stayed with me from the very first time I listened to the audio on my sister's phone.

On this week's episode of Young African Poets, we step into a particular childhood memory of the Intellectual poet, Micheal Imossan and a poem he titled "What Guilt Did To Me".