[2nd Position] some boys don’t wear colours of the wind- A Poem by Taiwo Hassan

these days, i find myself fearing the rain/my heart skipping at the sight of grey clouds./ even as i write this poem, my anxiety holds me in, like a caged bird/ & i wonder if sudden rays of the sun can melt this numbness i’m about to plunge in./my mother once told me some types …

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[1st Position] Hymn to the depressed soul- A Poem by Emmanuella Chisom James

This is what mental illness  looks like: Dearest, dysfunctional being, here we go again—sinking, falling,  crashing, the floor beneath always  with the giving away.  Here we go again—dragging  ourselves to catch up with Life, who–despite our heavy pants  and wails—simply goes on, moving  and moving. Life; sprinting, leaving. And you? Us? With the soundless  screams …

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