Inyanga
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Inyanga: Poetry by Ugochukwu Damian Okpara

inyanga

at three
silence grows like wildfire
in places
words should have been

mother says that i am careful
with whom i give
my words to
that i am born with
inyanga on my lips

at five
silence is an open wound
on my skin that refuses to heal
i tell mother
that the boys in school
pan silence into my body
and once they said that
i was possessed by mammy water
and that i love to do inyanga with my hip

mother says that i should worry not
that swaying hip
i would outgrow

at ten
boys in my school say
that i am a metaphor for weak
and that i love to do inyanga
like a girl

i swallow words with silence

at seventeen
i tell mother that inyanga
lives in my hip and that
is why my hip swings like pendulum

mother says that i should worry not
that swaying hip
i would outgrow

inyanga is a boy with swaying
hip
inyanga is igbo for shakara
inyanga is growing and eating
silence for being soft and beautiful

inyanga is me at twenty-two
eating silence with prayers
hoping that being beautiful
and soft
i’d outgrow

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Inyanga: showing off
Mammy water: water spirit
Shakara: pride, showing off

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Poem © Ugochukwu Damian Okpara
Image: Pixabay.com remixed

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Ugochukwu Damian Okpara

Ugochukwu Damian Okpara is a poet and a medical student based in Nigeria. He began writing poetry in 2017, exploring depression, loneliness, and feminism. His goal is to inspire those who have been hurt, making them realise that the light at the end of the tunnel is not an illusion. He was one of the 21 mentees in the second cohort of the SLM Mentorship programme. His poems have appeared in Woven Words. When he is not writing or reading, he spends time listening to songs by Simi, James Blunt or Ed Sheeran.

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