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(after Timi Sanni)

-What’s your name?
My name is a synonym of pebbles
A progeny of clay finding a home
In the waters of my home country.
My mother was a pot simmered
In the heat of tears, she splintered
Like a glass against the wall.

-How old are you?
I am just a second away
From rubbing the navel of death
My age is a license for misery
& grief — say I’m my parents years
Old when they knew left from right. 

-What’s your drive?
I sing hymns at night
And say the Lord’s prayer
”lead me not into temptation”
My leaking roof is a testament
To my supplications — you only
Sleep when your bed is not a
Pile of stones.

Ajani Samuel Victor is a writer and performance poet who hails from Nigeria. He is studying Physiology at the University of Lagos. He was a Semi-finalist for the 2020 Jack Grapes Poetry Prize, and is a writer at the Invincible Quill Magazine. His works appears or is forthcoming at IQM, FeralLit Journal, Ethelzine, AlphaWrites, MadnessMuse Press, Solvicblog and elsewhere. He is a weird guy who loves everything soccer.

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