i
This is a tribute
to the dreams
we failed to keep
between our
breasts, for the
fantasies we painted
in white dresses only,
for the waters we saw
as hopeless fate.
ii
My history books sing
the essence of a sisterhood—
iconic elements, peculiar
picayunes in a game of chance.
The bodies of my sisters are art
contoured by god’s fingertips,
a swarm
placed on high pedestals,
fronds of palm screaming
into the arrogance of the wind.
This is for the women that
flip their tongues searching
for the bells of a church, for
the women we follow to their
homes, for the ones that call
us sisters:
beyond the dark of our thighs,
bulge of our chests,
curve of our hips.
Shall we go home together?
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Obasa Oluwafunmilayo is an upcoming Nigerian poet and photographer currently studying History and International studies at the University of Ilorin. With her words and photographs, she paints images of her sentiments, political faults of her country, and gender equality.
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