Raphael Chukwuemeka Onyejizu

The Shape of My Anxiety

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O heavens, hear me now…Hear me on the edge of this wilderness, Ripping off my heart to you, calling out,A traveller at crossroads, in this thicket.Haven’t you heard me cry out to you?Haven’t you heard my voice of lament?Sometimes the day feels dry, Like rotten oranges decaying in my mouth.Sometimes the night comes too often,With […]