tonight/ i want to have another breath with God/ my tongue flaming of supplications/ this way the weightiness of my knee matters the earth// my eyes are hydroplanes/ struggling to take of/ into an unknown future// where a thick fragrance of hope flower wets the air// my mother taught me the secret of prayer/ first/ you/ hurl your mind into a galaxy of colors/ & swallow your heart/ with a string of ninety-nine prayer beads/ draped in your right hand// she said/ in a blink of an eye/ it unchoices God to prehend one’s prayer/ in His own hands// i have fell into many empty moons/ a multitude of nights/ & got my body scabbed as scapegoated potatoes/ on days i forgot God like drugs// So i tell God/ here is my hand/ father/ i am back home// light me candles of protection/ dip my soul in your bowl of mercy/ fence my eyes from myopia/ and/ lord/ hi/

Biography

Fatihah Quadri Eniola is a Nigerian poet, creative writer, and lover of cinematography.She is a member of HCAF (Hilltop creative arts foundation), Black Girls’ Tales, Nibstears Poetry Cave, and a pressman at Al faheedah press. She has contributed a number of intricately constructed poems to literary journals including Kalahari Review, Beatnik Cowboy, Notion press, World Voices magazine, De Curated, Syncronized Chaos and elsewhere. She lives with Honiy, a very cute cat in Oyo state, Nigeria. She tweets “Fatihah Quadri”.