Body as a Metaphor for War by Edwin Olu Bestman
the street is without clothes/ so as the children birthed in liberia/ i am not supposed to write this poem/ but there are
Poem: New Kru Town, Where I COME FROM’ By Edwin Olu Bestman
the air isn’t safe/
we’re afraid of inhaling &
exhaling/
drinking water is another idiot
damaging our stomachs
How To Write A Dirge for Liberia By Edwin Olu Bestman
Sink down to the South,
Where the streets are wrapped with bits of rubbish,
Where the homeless are broken and stuck between rusty iron bars