EREMITE POETRY

​Self-portrait as Moses in Egypt

By Zach Tanimola

I drink their wine, eat what I am      given. I cannot tell my wife      how much it hurts to hear the bishop     for the sixth time this month     declare devastation upon my kin.    Because I kiss my wife, it is assumed      I  too, am a noble      citizen of Straightness.      The news is the same.     Daily.      Two men caught     in Port Harcourt, almost lynched.      Lady flogged to near-death      by family for lesbianism.      I drink their wine, I love my wife,      will not stop,      I cannot live without her      voice decorating my life, but      in stories about exes, I still switch      pronouns. 
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BIO:

Zach Tanimola is a non-binary poet and teacher from Nigeria. When not reading, they are birdwatching. 
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