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SANDFLY by Yugo Gabriel Egboluche

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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.

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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.