By Adebe Derango-Adem

Song of Sheba

The country I am from: Sulfurous springs acid

pools steaming fissures at the lip

of salt mountains I belong

to the people of the night

& war & music & all that tried to

dejewel us

divide us

I carry no wisdom in my bones only a love so heavy

& perfect dark

it could easily pass for mourning

Poems in passage

Thank you to our partners


Aga Khan Museum


Design and layout by Marissa Korda and Marta Ryczko

Picture of the Song of Sheba Toronto subway ad taken in April, 2024.