She Had
her bright face — still, the
light shined behind her
in that purfle. I contacted her face
& measured it like melting ambergrise
for an eau de cologne.
her pancaked cheeks were so buff they
looked like the light heading the trinity
on Castillo de los Baux. the espresso
cup on the desk was her gownʼs twin.
her cheeks stretched & faded her brown —
it still looked buff like
my purple t-shirt gift dried around mercury.
her lover sent a parcel. Moét bends
from its Montparnasse akimbo, then pours
into the glass.
they paused to rent a moment in a
cameraʼs sclera.
the cameraʼs lens blinked to rebuild them
with light.
Aimon le fils de Margot owns the studio.
Margaux blew a kiss: Susanne tasted the
champagne. their affection was christened.
the eiffel, that night,
was christened.
Israel Okonji (He / Him) is a Southern Nigerian artist of poetry, storytelling & music. He is published @ Brittle Paper, Bruiser Magazine, Midsummer Magazine, Wasteland review — & forthcoming ones @ Hiraeth zine, & Querencia Pressʼ anthology. He listens to music ranging from Nas, the Wu-Tang Clan to Chris Brown, Alicia Keys. He hopes to fulfill his dream of collecting records like Craig Kallman. He has a special place for Brit actress Emma Watson & American singer / dancer Normani in his heart. He tweets @izrltrcz.