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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 in pain and swelling

yet you dare ask me for a clap,
when you hum through space,
upping the distress from heat

you dare me slap myself, after
you sample with your mandible,
the richness of my crust’s harvest

I would have obliged you, but
you’ve spoilt me with lethal strikes,
left me quarantined in white fish nets.

Author: Yugo Gabriel Egboluche

Yugo Gabriel Egboluche is a graduate of the University of Nigeria, Nsukka. He lives and writes from Nigeria. His writing covers poetry, fiction, script and copy-writing. His poems have been published in Anthologies and webzines including The Kalahari Review, Praxis Magazine Online. His short stories have also been published in an African-Latin America anthology, blogs and translated into film.

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