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Something crimson, Something soft
You pedal me out of this noisy universe;
you take me to a place of crimson silence,
where nothing fades, where nothing dies.
You teach me how to move with the wind,
how to fly, seamlessly— fluffy as troubleless feathers.
I have learnt to depart this world through silence,
and return as though I never left. I am cradling
our love because it is what I think I deserve.
Olobo Ejile, a Nigerian poet, writer, and researcher. He is a member of the Hilltop Creative Arts
Foundation, Lagos Chapter. He volunteers as an assistant poetry editor for Table Feasting
Magazine. He is a fellow of the 2025 Idembeka Creative Writing Workshop and the Global Arts
in Medicine Fellowship; longlisted for both Wale Okediran Poetry Prize and Octofest
Anthologies 1.0. His works have appeared or are forthcoming in ANA Review 2024, Fiction
Niche, Shallow Tales Review, Artisans Quill, EOPP Anthology 2025, Indy Press, Cọ́n-scìò
Magazine, and elsewhere. Connect with him on X @Olobo_Ejile.
