sinner man was busy
smoking
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
strike–
downpour
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.