Poetry-Issue-seven Yvonne is back By Josiane Kouagheu March 26, 2026. Cité de Billes. Douala. Cameroon. Yvonne is back with tenor voice at the peak of the border. and when her apron stifles, she water her threats with the shadows of the sun. Yvonne is back. not the penitence. not the sentence. not the silence.
Poetry-Issue-seven My brother, my torturer (xxxxxviii) By Josiane Kouagheu March 27, 2026. Cité de Billes. Douala. Cameroon. if my wall had ears, they wouldn’t have been in my face, waving like crazy idols. they would have been my guardians against the sleeping guitars, the toxic angels & rebels of my brother. if only the nights
Poetry-Issue-seven The melting pot of destruction By Josiane Kouagheu The melting pot of destruction (iv ) March 27, 2026. Cité de Billes. Douala. Cameroon. the darkness. like doorbells’ ears. they clothe the eyes of my photos and the loads of Mes videos. and they slow down like empty bottles. when they are hot, i cannot back up
