All Boys Are Broken and Some Are Wingless

All Boys Are Broken and Some Are Wingless

 

Wingless

boys, in love, are thrown
into a country of
crossfire. it is to

say a bullet crawls into
your body & you
[ stay ][ run ]

a soul forces her breath
into you, yet leaves. /say
a gxrl opens you to love

yet leaves you in.
i poured love into
a gxrl that starked

my innocence open
& tears me between a country
& love /say i poured water

into
water & called it love
/say i gathered love into
a room filled of thorns,

& entered…

 

Ayobami Adesina

 

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