un rêve ocre nommé // latérite

Traces.

Photo: Omón ilè ifè



comme les pistes du rêve
ocre nommé — latérite

body greets you // for maïa valentyne

Bosumtwi Lake, Ghana.

Photo: Orédola


in a land where a second
is the wink of an eye or the time

to blink once

midnight is the hour
when night opens up

afternoon is the time
when sun twists its neck

thursday is the day
of women and now
hides beneath the sun

born in a land where any
body greets you

for a yes or a no
for the path or the trouble

for just sitting there
and just sitting there

for yesterday or the night
in a land or a second