Three Poems by Echezonachukwu Nduka
An Old Man in Conversation Out of this near empty street comes an old man who, when asked his age, says age is nothing but shadows and lost tongues. He has lived his past years drinking in honour of dawns, marking seasons of cold and warmth, of learning to read a new […]
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