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I’m a poet so I can empathise with minor gods

– Chuma Nwokolo

The first madness was that we were born,

that they stuffed a god into a bag of skin

– Akwaeke Emezi

I, too, once dribbled that old bubble, happiness,

and found in time the scramble and the rules

doubtful

– W Belvin

I’m a black ocean, leaping and wide,

welling and swelling I bear in the tide

– Maya Angelou