By Misturat Ganiyu

Demolish your home.

Sculpture my Atheist belief.

Paint your God.

Filter Her truths.

Omit your lies.

Lock our pessimistic worries.

Place his masculine tools next to her heels.

No, next to her lipstick.

No, next to our blurred definition of masculinity and

Femininity and sexy and beautiful and ugly.

Gaze at this chaos

Look at our creation.

Wedidthis

We-Did-This

WEDIDTHIS.