all of my written words:
a river of blackbodies
on an ocean floor.

in my bones is where atlantis
lives / our black apothecary.

the translation of tactile shadows,
a jujusynthesis on the open page,
walking out the charlie horse
from prismatic chimurenga.

a libation walking;
i am land / mine.

happy to be the heretic
for you. reassembling
afro-africa in the ruins
of our collective memory;
my racial profile a cowry, a cameo,
a prose for concrete in a land
built atop shadows of the surreal.