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Does our village love us?
Does our village love us? Not when I kiss you. Pioneering these affections, we forget how fragile our bones are. The only asylum, us away.
Read moreWe've broken English
We’ve broken English. Vietnam weighs the spaces in your breath, my Hs disappear across the sea. Not for your dad, I might still know you.
Read moreThembe, don't leave me
Thembe, don’t leave me for that gap-tooth city! Don’t look down on our modesty, tilled so carefully. You’ll steal every one of my tears.
Read moreYour dreadlocks a lattice tower
Your dreadlocks a lattice tower atop your head, you move. Vodou Adjae. “This is Boukman Eksperyans.” I fall hard for this Haiti; your hips.
Read moreBut can I buy plantains?
But can I buy plantains? She asks. This fruit for her is Nigeria and these outskirts fail. We drive back to our flat in London, houseless.
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