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The Poetry Blog Of Leonard Epidi

Bed Plugs – Flash Fiction 

Hospitals sicken me. The deep stench of bleach rooted in the floors. The lines on the sick faces, drawing them further from the living. The white walls. But those hardly mattered as we raced to papa's bed.  And race we... Continue Reading →

first kiss 

​ wish that I was your first kiss,  innocent, raw untamed, without flow but true true,  as my love for you  before life  turned to shit.  epidi leonard oreoluwa 

Festival

Our hurrying feet carried souls Upon the earth's dust like children soles Upon the voices hidden, forlorn  About the king that was, now gone • And with dancing we came along Sweeping feets with the sound of gong Sweating sacrifices,... Continue Reading →

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​ Baby, no dey fumble  You no be James Bond,  You no fit weave my love No be human hair And darling no dey form Like you no get heart Like you no get the feeling That I feel for... Continue Reading →

You Are My Favorite Book 

​ Sometimes when I miss you  I read the books you left me I check the words for traces of our conversations  But the paragraphs understand it,  The pain of space, between us Final like the full stop.  And when... Continue Reading →

Live. 

​There are too many things wrong in this world, and the right things are content to just live within us.  Love, joy, money. We lust after these things, after physical feel. But can we pause?  Can we pause and enjoy... Continue Reading →

Otunba – A Poem

​ Ijebu man, far away from home  Collecting coins in a bowl He sits all day Arms seeking alms, he begs in sun and in rain Says, boy did you know  About Otuba of old I lived and drank in... Continue Reading →

Amaka – A musical

​Amaka o Listen. to the words i'm Breathin' I never knew  That love would, carry me Kill me Amaka o Turn back, from Enugu I need you  I'm running round  I'm running mad You're running off From our love Amaka... Continue Reading →

Village Love 

​I go write for you  The poetry in my lips And I go dance for you  The dance of beating hearts I fit draw for you  The shape of my arms And yarn your ear The story of our two... Continue Reading →

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