59 Quotes by Valentine Okolo

I walk alone, sharing company with the winds, at peace with the elements.

Allow meto slowly undress your hairand make loveto your ears.

You seldom beg when you walk the streets,immune to the music blearing from record shops and cheap MP3 players.

I am yesterday’s newsabandoned in a heap, patiently waitingfor the recyclers bin

I am content, but I’m sad. The sadness, it seeps through my hooded eyes.

Truth I have come to learn is a lot like bitter-leaf, a West African plant used to make soup in Eastern Nigeria. Bitter-leaf is acrid to the tongue but soothing and quite medicinal to the body.

FlameYou burnlike a candleor a hurricane lamp,your eyes, shut like a window at dusk.Your hair, orange ropes.The flames from your aurareveal a rapture of release,I see in the cleft of your teeth.

I will not speak of the woman,round and heavy, like me,who will give birth to a child she’ll be ashamedto name.

Her executionersused her innocenceand sent herinto the midst of the rest,a living grenadewearing a hijab.