Poetry

SheCrownLita |A Melody by Ayo Sogunro

“…her steps were light, but her arm was strong” There’s always a party at the jazz end of town In the mix of the night is a flow of tie and gown But the parties never spike until the entry of the crown Then the silken voices cheer in one clear refrain: “Liiita! Liiita! SheCrownLita!” … Continue reading

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