Madman on a Roadside by Tumello Motabola

[tabby title="Poem"] After the peace and after the war he was all that was left of the townthe remaining outline of a map to a place that never existed.They were burning into statues from across the street,hiding into their faces,...

Forgotten Jubilee by Tumello Motabola

[tabby title="Poem"] Coming back to claim this forgotten landas a three-headed chimera brushing itsmare against the shore. Waking back toa morning of promises, flowers, seedbedsand a black screen, a matrix of scents;waking beside deep braided hair, coffee,secret messages under our...

Memory by Tumello Motabola

[tabby title="Poem"] The difference between a mountain and a ridge is in the way our bodies can sometimes press at night, the loneliness of the Caprivistretched in front of us like a sterile thumb. When we ran out of words,choosing...

Observations, In the Free-State by Tumello Motabola

[tabby title="Poem"] Those possessed with the body of a god – unchartedhad a slight clearing in the common townbrushing nonunion elbows against the novelistic cultureas only servants or visitors of a sacred place.We passed outdoor restaurants with smoothly cut hedgesmercantile...

Nigerian Novels by Tumello Motabola

[tabby title="Poem"] I know the quick thrill of a lovely dreamIt sets your heart in different places of hope at night:to long for sleep or perhaps never to wake at all.Imagine if those immuring trinkets around her neckwould shrink to...