I will drown in my dreams; the stardust, the gold of Mars.
The unicorn returned with the mammoths. The stainless sky.
Sweetness; butterfly season; flying flowers. A new world inside
the old world. I want to swim
with whales and baby sharks. I want to dwell
In paradise where carbon doesn’t decay and ice doesn’t melt.
Joseph Hope (he/him) writes from Nigeria. His works can be found in Augur, Reckoning, Speculative City, Timber Ghost Press, SpriNG, Evening Street Press, Zoetic Press, New Verse News, and more. He’s a reader for Reckoning Press.
He was a fellow in the 2021 SprinNG Writing Fellowship.