FACE OF A WIDOWHOOD

In Time
April 15, 2021
Honeymoon
April 15, 2021

FACE OF A WIDOWHOOD

Aminat Bintabdulrasheed

Death seethe his proboscis into the vein of the king , a paper canoe into the stream

Kaiso,
Sapele reminds me of you of Pain
Like the legs of an abiku in fire, the pattern of frequent incision on her body

Stepping out of the standing walls with drops on my baked cheeks
I promise to find myself significant and do you proud

A day from mourning my loss and kissing to term with my new reality, to choose between toeing the pathway of victim and accepting whatever life would bring

To wake up a coffee
as a bright future calls with clock, to give answers to determination
To navigate my water to a place of stability

There’s life after the loss Kasio,
There is joy blooming every morning.

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