WHAT WILL BITE YOU WILL BITE YOU

                          ononaku/6/17/2017 My biggest fear is, not getting perturbed by anything. I just want to live for others. I just want to be the cross carrying our pains and turmoils. But as well, I want to look beyond the sky and see a sort of happiness as bright as the morning sky has yet … Continue reading WHAT WILL BITE YOU WILL BITE YOU

Ships In High Transit by Binyavanga Wainaina

 ononaku-4-29-2017   Does the person define their face, or does one’s face define the person? Matano often wonders why it is that people so often become what their faces promise. Shifty-eyed people will defy Sartre, become subject to a fate designed carelessly. How many billions of sperm inhabit gay bars, and spill on dark streets … Continue reading Ships In High Transit by Binyavanga Wainaina

WHEN NIGHTS COME CRAWLING, a poem by Chisom Okafor

ononaku/3-22-2017   Remember how you sent a coterie of ants racing, tingling against the slippery coldness of my insides, when you first touched the back of my shoulders and said, ‘see how our night crawls like a toddler to its mother. Isn’t love a chemical reaction? Shouldn’t this be irreversible?’   You said we formed … Continue reading WHEN NIGHTS COME CRAWLING, a poem by Chisom Okafor

THE SUN WILL RISE AGAIN, a poem by Noah Oladele

ononaku/3-22-2017   Memories are journeys we come into beyond the walls of the mind – like Chibok, closing in, slowly, to an early embrace;   an embrace that chokes into a fragile submission; for we are all travelers waiting for the first sign of light – the sun, in orange, leadin to the prologue of … Continue reading THE SUN WILL RISE AGAIN, a poem by Noah Oladele

LITTLE BOY(what happened to our little boys?) a poem by ononaku elvis

ononaku/27-2-2017     How yellow the sun reflects on thy face Little boy That pole to pole thy innocence might flow As yearning streams from shore to shore Amidst the flow, thy smile; paddling round The poles and poles, and walls and walls of a globe That thou innocence swims with no limit We believe! … Continue reading LITTLE BOY(what happened to our little boys?) a poem by ononaku elvis

MY RONDA ( a bye to our shadow) by Ononaku Elvis

Ononaku/20/1/2017   Now the scorching sun, red and fierce hot it might daze and batter uncovered heads in the heat of the noontide, yet the night kisses its red reeling madness to sleep with a swift subtle serene goodbye at dark blue skies……….Nothing stays nothing remains echoes Heraclitus; all steadies in steady stern flux. And … Continue reading MY RONDA ( a bye to our shadow) by Ononaku Elvis

NOTHING (temporality of realities) by Ononaku Elvis

Ononaku/4/1/2017   I swarmed deep the heart of everything Down the middle of everything Thin air Nothing I see   Yes! Think they may of something Nothing I see They might see something I see nothing   The gods have struck me not with blind Halt your minds from such white tales All, reminds me … Continue reading NOTHING (temporality of realities) by Ononaku Elvis