By Olabisi Abiodun Akinwale: Butterflies- Day 21 Halleluiah that there’s always a soft poem to wear your body on days you look in the mirror & do not like what you see. & sometimes I’m empty like I’m full, because…

By Olabisi Abiodun Akinwale: Butterflies- Day 20 Starry Night here, my heart reeked of remembrance. lost in a forest of memories that do not listen to the echoes of light & joy, & I do not know the road to…

By Olabisi Abiodun Akinwale: Butterflies- Day 19 Let’s Make Love -after listening to Brymo I. & because love is God, clutch your body in my arms for a purple fellowship as we find our favorite dream in psalms of the…

By Olabisi Abiodun Akinwale: Butterflies- Day 18 Lower Cases of God’s Image …a man in love is so close to God, he can hear his heartbeat. -Romeo Oriogun & even kiss the fire on his skin. & because we are…

By Olabisi Abiodun Akinwale: Butterflies- Day 17 Songs of Álání ~chapter 2: 1. If I could weave your place in my heart, it would be deeper than the oceans & the hollows in the eye of a tomb. 2. loving…

By Olabisi Abiodun Akinwale: Butterflies- Day 16 Evergreen a piccolo lives in your windpipe & this poem begins with its octave. a butterfly holds its melodies like faith every time your mouth produces a saucy sound -worthy of wrapping itself…

By Olabisi Abiodun Akinwale: Butterflies- Day 15 Love & Prayers ~It begins with love, I tell you, even prayers. -Romeo Oriogun. & I’ve prayed for many things with loopholes in my heart/// for my country where a flower is just…

By Olabisi Abiodun Akinwale: Butterflies- Day 14 A Toast to Love & let the clink of our glasses be to the earth jazz music embedded in the throat of songbirds with hibiscuses, of love nursed into wings & promising dreams,…

By Olabisi Abiodun Akinwale: Butterflies- Day 13 Of love, Mirror & Melodies I have learnt to sniff red roses to survive the loneliness that drowns a heart, learnt to pattern the stars into names to keep memories away from fire.…

By Olabisi Abiodun Akinwale: Butterflies- Day 12 Kedike somewhere before this poem, your absence leaves my body with desolated places & I’ve been wandering in silence on roads that leads to moister voices & everywhere a sound imitates shape of…