Stare into the night, so you’d see the moon, swimming thru buoyant ocean of clouds. Stare, so you’d perceive from its trail, a desert of astounding grandeur
Author: Yugo Gabriel Egboluche
Yugo Gabriel Egboluche is a graduate of the University of Nigeria, Nsukka. He lives and writes from Nigeria, where he works as a Development Practitioner with a flair for extensive writing that covers poetry, fiction, script and copy-writing. His works have been published in chapbooks and webzines including The Kalahari Review, Praxis Magazine Online, while his short stories have been published in an Experimental Writing, African Vs Latin America anthology, blogs and translated into film. He has also edited and co-authored numerous community development texts and guidebooks.
LOVE IS FOR THE EVENING by Yugo Gabriel Egboluche
our grasses aren’t green, the kind of love that grow here need not lay on them our love is upright, we love on our toes under shades of bearded trees our oaths are etched on trees, which do more than bear our names like signatures dotted on papyrus our love is for… Continue reading LOVE IS FOR THE EVENING by Yugo Gabriel Egboluche
LANDLORD’S ATTORNEY by Yugo Gabriel Egboluche
Rarely he comes, but once in a year, with sun-baked smiles for yes men wrists cupped by the burdens of holding unto grudges on file, he is not like rain, certainly not harmattan or heat wave yet he snootily finds his way in, kissing doors and melting locks he’ll ask for my name, like I’ll… Continue reading LANDLORD’S ATTORNEY by Yugo Gabriel Egboluche
SANDFLY by Yugo Gabriel Egboluche
Do you really mean to say, those things you say to me at dusk, those things you hum in monotonous ditties like the old chief priest, do you do so for fun, or for weary clapper cheer, knowing you could get hurt. I wake up to your silent strike, that sneaky harvest of blood manifest… Continue reading SANDFLY by Yugo Gabriel Egboluche
Whatshername? by Yugo Gabriel Egboluche
She is a girl, not the Chocolate to sweeten your taste buds, neither is she the Butterscotch for you to unwrap at will for toy She is a lady, not the Cherry to soften your scorched lips, neither is she an Apple for you to bite from, as vitamin drops She is a wife, not… Continue reading Whatshername? by Yugo Gabriel Egboluche
LET’S MAKE A CHAPEL by Yugo Gabriel Egboluche
I won’t make a party out of loving you – protest to social lot, so I don’t get drunk – drunk on love, in the highs of now, to query why in the lows of time Let me make a chapel out of loving you – protest to social now, so I would be stuck… Continue reading LET’S MAKE A CHAPEL by Yugo Gabriel Egboluche
UTOPIAN SYMPHONY by Yugo Gabriel Egboluche
Open your mouths let your tongues taste the morning dew’s, farm fresh from heaven’s dock let it kiss your lips with its misty chill, so your charred rims would come alive again permit it soothe your pores, allow it drench your cores, and pierce your souls, darkened by the new demons of social heresy breathe… Continue reading UTOPIAN SYMPHONY by Yugo Gabriel Egboluche
ROSY-TOONS by Yugo Gabriel Egboluche
You send me into a trance riding on wheels as chariots never doubting I be the prince reeling charms meant for patriots when rosy winds allowed a prance; and wallets fuss not on choice carrots. Your hips softly spoke of love enthralled, glowing still under rainbow coloured rays, leading me thru a path to journeys… Continue reading ROSY-TOONS by Yugo Gabriel Egboluche
SOMEDAY YOU’LL KNOW by Yugo Gabriel Egboluche
No one can hear the shrill sounds she heaves daily on the walls surrounding her. Cries mashed up in the silence of hearts, stone deaf to the vanity of halves. Or you think, she be the serpent, bearing the cross of atonement as every reneging servant fate-locked to silence for repent from errors owned in… Continue reading SOMEDAY YOU’LL KNOW by Yugo Gabriel Egboluche
SHOULD I SHUT MY EYES by Yugo Gabriel Egboluche
I ask Should I shut my eyes, to all these light in space and retreat to your restrain? Save my roving eyes go astray upon earths art, offered partly on innocent streets lit with skin and hues of spandex samplings, in mindful display of itinerant art illuminating cores in body wraps. I ask again Should… Continue reading SHOULD I SHUT MY EYES by Yugo Gabriel Egboluche