Force of Now

By Uche Nduka

with the head
in the heart of
every broken little thing

some boobs catch
a rising colorist
never mind the shadow

then I turn on my heels
a wasp nest a quilted satin box
around the reeds around the peninsula

there are many things
a peach can teach

cumulus between sleeping
and waking
backward motion in forward motion

the back of a spoon
in the back of a room