fight – Cajun Mutt Press

we stare at each other with barely concealed hate

Across the table
We stare at each other
Panting very heavily
With, barely concealed hate

The brawl was bad this time
Bloody even…I can still feel the heady rush of ebbing adrenaline
And the blood stains on our bodies and on the floor

I watch you try to rise to pick up where we left off
Same, as i
But the spirit is willing
Yet, the body is weak

Solape Adetutu Adeyemi is a dedicated professional with a Bachelor’s degree in Microbiology and a Master’s in Environmental Management. She is a passionate environmental sustainability enthusiast and a talented creative writer, with her works published in esteemed journals and magazines, including Writenow Literary Journal, TV Metro, Poetry Marathon Anthology, and The Guardian newspaper, among others.

With over a decade of experience, Solape has excelled in various roles within the Fast-Moving Consumer Goods (FMCG) industry. Her commitment to environmental causes aligns with her belief that everyone can contribute to saving our planet.

Beyond her professional life, Solape enjoys watching action movies and immersing herself in whale documentaries. Her diverse interests reflect her curiosity about the world and her commitment to learning.

Currently, Solape serves as the Secretary of the Association of Nigerian Authors in Lagos, Nigeria, where she continues to contribute to the literary and cultural landscape of her community. Her dedication to both her professional career and her advocacy for environmental sustainability demonstrates her multifaceted talents and unwavering commitment to making a positive impact in the world.

Another fight in the street, who’s winning?

I slip out the side door of the bar.
Into a slurry less than grand commotion.

Having arrived mid-punch.
Missing all the silly foreplay.

Another fight in the street, who’s winning?
A raft of loudmouths gathered round.
All sold on the loud cluck.

The veiny one on steroids getting the better
of his shorter, less veiny steroid friend.

The girls on the walk screeching for fresh blood.
With their phones out so that I have to push past.

Then a fight between a couple of the girls
breaks out.

They don’t call this the entertainment district
for nothing.

Ryan Quinn Flanagan is a Canadian-born author residing in Elliot Lake, Ontario, Canada with his wife and many bears that rifle through his garbage. His work can be found both in print and online in such places as: Evergreen Review, The New York Quarterly, Cajun Mutt Press, Outlaw Poetry Network, Red Fez, and The Oklahoma Review.

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