Wild dead tattoos

by Oladejo Abdullah Feranmi

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Each moment is a monument of a cliff for us to nest 

patching these echoes with our echoing of how messy 

we can't do anything right. Organized in voice boxes 

are books on things left unsung, mouths stacked with 

sorrow when grief came reading. Every drop owned 

is worth carrying in a sinking jaw everything is a river 

flowing nowhere. May we stop playing ourselves to 

 dance the cocoons in these chests out when we grow 

gardens in our best selves.       This soon is a knight 

Guiding finally a home

 Beautiful are scars. 

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Oladejo Abdullah Feranmi is a Veterinary medicine student at the University of Ibadan, Nigeria, a submission reader at the sea glass literary magazine, and an editor for the incognito press. Pursuing his enthusiasm for poetry, He has his works published in Poet's Choice, Brave Voices Magazine, and a few more. He tweets from;@OladejoAFeranmi