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Uche Nduka | Raise The Cup

Can’t cut
Can’t cut off
a cockcrow
from boleros.

A dialogue of chromosomes.

There is no
There is no exit
from the bloodpulse
of an African night.

Raise the cup
to the lips of a thornbush.

Cosmophagic, he makes
the arrow sing.

Raise the decibel.
Hear what a

Scenery says to the spurned.
She eats soap

To whiten her fate.
No one told them
about the dissembling of bloodlines.

(From PRIVATE 36 – AFRIKA, p. 69)

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