Poetry: epi-taph! by Philip Olamilekan Odeyemi

right now, i know walls are crashing into me. & there is little i can do to stop a crying child from saying the language only his mother understands & karma from being the other name of a god but the little things i care about now, is my soul not dying like the taste …

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