
BETRAYAL by Ken Odenigbo

BETRAYAL

by Kanyinsola Olorunnisola
Kanyinsola Olorunnisola is a poet, essayist & writer of fiction. His work discusses anxiety, brokenness, [in]sanity, existential torment, grief & the black body as a warfront – things typical happy people write about. He has an unhealthy obsession with Ziggy Stardust, Lana del Rey, magical realism, James Baldwin, the Beat Generation & Golden Age Hollywood movies.
A lucky fellow, his writings have appeared in Brittle Paper, Kalahari Review, Bombay Review, Lunaris Review, African Writer, Sprinng.org, Bird’s Thumb, Gyroscope Review & elsewhere. He is the founder of the SPRINNG Literary Movement.
His chapbook, “In My Country, We’re All Crossdressers” is forthcoming, courtesy of Praxis. He is currently working on his first full-length, “How Dead Men Come Back Home”. Say hello on Twitter/Instagram @K_tops
ROSE,
You please my eyes
and melt my heart
Succulent like yellow petals
that’s the feeling from your touch
ROSE,
You’re the chord
that plays all the notes
of the music that rises
from the depth of my soul
But white is only beautiful
For as long as it is unstained;
It is red, brown, black, purple…
That aren’t so averse to stain.
Those who have learned to hear
Every tick of the clock in a day,
For bread to eat and raiment to wear,
Don’t have your kind of eyes today.
Eyes, which, on days long as months
Befriend smokes from hearths of clay,
Frying garri*, akara**— for peanuts—
Are now fiery as the Lord’s terrible Day.
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