From my kitchen,
I travel
to exotic Nigeria!
I smell
the nutty, spicy and salty scent
of African Groundnut Stew
emanating from my soup pot.
Mmmmm……. it’s lip-smacking yummy!
I crave
the mushy, fluffy and plain
batch of homemade fufu
to eat with my stew!
I’ll make it soon!
My soul gambols
to the meditative vibration
of the ancient Oja flute
emerging from my phone.
It’s penicillin for my spirit!
From my home office,
I listen to
the native Yoruba language
being spoken
in YouTube video clips.
From the lobby,
I carefully attend to
the novel accents
of Yoruba speakers.
It feels like I’m already in Lagos, Nigeria!
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Talia Devora
Poetess, visual artist and lifestyle/quiz writer! My pastimes include reading, sleeping, gaming, music, fitness, etc! Be yourselves, be kind and value life! Let's connect and be friends!
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