Midnight Baptism — Christ Nwamuo

Ten years of artillery guns flexed in cannoned bazookas pound the soul, as reeking wounds, inflict a mind torn to calvary shreds: the filibuster at the senate for initiations I was escorted out of the ihu-iyi* baptism by okonko** in a cocooned darkness. In the thundering of drums the mask now appears hoarse with singing […]

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