sinner man was busy
the finest
with the finest

moments of biz
hampered by sweat honey
silent sparks falling
from her flower dress concealed piece

the pastor’s drone had bounced
off her coconut head with
no juice

she was feeling irate
sinner man was feeling her ray

on the cattle streets

— Arinze Ubawuchi writes short stories and poetry when he’s not reading or listening to rap music or watching crime flicks. He lives in Abuja, Nigeria. His Twitter handle is @ungunknownman99.

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