The Weight of Grief | Abubakar Ibrahim





Last night, I felt a grip.

Grief tied a noose around my neck

& chocked pain out of me. My body is



An alleyway of memories filled with

Wandering bones. I know the weight

Of grief. I have carried this bogeyman

For years without traipsing.



Sometimes I feel it on my fingertips,

Crawling out in poems heavy with nude

Metaphors. There are places in my body



With wandering bones that lend

Grief a voice.





Abubakar Ibrahim is a poet, photographer, project manager, and web developer. He’s currently the project manager at Shepherd Integrated Concept Limited. For him, emotions, no matter how dark and colorful, should never be boxed up. It should be felt and expressed. His works have appeared in Erogospel Magazine and elsewhere.

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Sai Sabouke is a writer living in New Bussa, Nigeria. He’s a dervish who sees Sufism, history and language as formidable tools for society regeneration. His writing has appeared in Praxis Magazine Online and Agbowo. Sabouke loves beans, coffee and dreams of roasting the entrails of vultures.