My joyous thought keeps me up for half the
Life-span of the night, and wakes me just at the time
The morning lands on earth. It's my matriculation day,
3 years of stagnation, blotted away by a day of magic.
Celebration starts with a day, my elated mum
Couldn't celebrate.
"I wish I was strong enough to go with you." Mum says.
Tears drench my eyelash like a skirt brought
Out of a stream. Mum lays sickly on the bed, like wire.
Her rich flesh, ruined by the ambitious sickness.
I proceed, punches of melancholy in my celebration.
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D.M Aderibigbe is a 23-year old writer from Lagos, Nigeria, an undergraduate student of History and Strategic Studies of the University of Lagos. He writes poetry, fiction, non-fiction, plays and lyrics. His work has been published or forthcoming in the UK, Canada,
Australia, Nepal, India, South Africa and the United States by, Vox Poetica, Pressboard press, UP Literature, HUSMW Press, The New Black Magazine, Misfits' Miscellany, Thickjam, Ditch Poetry, Bluepepper,The Applicant, Rusty Nail, Jellyfish Whispers, Wordriot, Pyrokinection, Red River Review, Carcinogenic Poetry, Deadbeats, Napalm and Novocain and Kritya. His poems have been included in the anthology ON THE WORDS OF LOVE by the Canadian group, Poets with Voices Strong. His debut book of fiction, Sisyphean, will be published in America, soon. He lives and schools in Lagos.
