Let me be Water  Taofeek Ayeyemi  The circle begins with a dot. The river begins with a drop. In the wake of people becoming what they chase, let me be water. Let me be a spider weaving a geometry of home and trap. Let me be weaverbirds in a stranger’s yard, picking grains. Let me … Continue reading Let me be Water & Sizing Up By Taofeek Ayeyemi