CHIBUZOR BONAVENTURE
The tragic part of healing is babysitting it.
You stay alone webbed into the routine of nursing and cuddling red patches of wounds.
Like a spider’s prey, you are caught sighing away the possibilities of every adventure that
Those sticky silks of chains cocoon you from.
Die, you must to live again— a realization that sinks in like the pointed end of a knife.
And should any god save you in the end
Be sure you will only get caught up by the whirling flies allured to your breathing carcass
So, die you must!
Chibuzo Sokwueaku Bonaventure is a final year student of English and Literary Studies.