.chisaraokwu. is a Nigerian American poet, actress & healthcare futurist. Her writings have appeared or are forthcoming in Cider Press Review, Obsidian, Tinderbox Poetry Journal, The New England Journal of Medicine & others. She believes in Love and splits her time between the US & Italy.
Poets Resist
Edited by Sarah Clark
December 26, 2018
.chisaraokwu.
The Suicide Bomber Climbs A Mountain & Leaves A Note
When the first trap was laid
I didn’t see it
for the mind-fuck it would be.
This is how to say a prayer before you
blow up a building or a body:
Twice —
one for yourself &
one for your after-self.
The vest is underneath the bed. No one comes into this space anyway.
I took three moments & fisted them into a napalm
then tied them between the dynamite sticks.
The first moment was the rape you did not save me from.
Who refuses to catch the sound of a child’s fright?
You’re on a mission. If you can get to the cave in the wilderness,
there’s a mountain there. Find yourself.
The second moment was on the edge of spring.
How dare a child become a woman, you said.
That night you prayed to God & asked Him
to make your child a broken one
that she may not leave your side.
The vest is heavy
— there’s a grievance & a stone
lodged between the vest & my bosom.
Shut up, she says —
find a way to be a better child
don’t talk back to me — I brought you
into this world & I will take you out.
It’s not funny anymore.
The third moment I was curled up
in the fetal position smoking pot
she said I need you to be the moon.
But I am only earth & shitty earth at that.
I wonder if this is how
all mothers talk to their daughters
in shifts
The world is closing in on the daylight.
Wrap it up — you are in a new city now
& no one will know you.
*
The note read:
I’m climbing to the mountain
where I will see the entire city.
Find your way there.
*
On the mountain, she lit the fuse.
Her charred bones found in a shallow cave.
She will be remembered as a caution.
Poets Resist is published by Glass Poetry Press.
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