CALLOUS WINDS

this is an ebon night with callous winds that attack the nose, threaten the chest with a horrid cough such…

JUNE

June is the lavender spilling pale juice at Bódìjà. Its bees too busy with trading to notice nectar wasting away.…

RIVER TALKS

How much longer must a man be in awe, spill drool, open jaw before her kind know the truth? Until…

THE HUNTSMAN

One huntsman rode down town and boy o boy, he was hungry. Up the hills, his twin dined on lime,…

NIGHT CHILD

Sometimes I sneak in, tiptoeing. I try hard not to be tipsy. No one must know. I get to breakfast…

WATER

Kelechi’s birthday party is over but I still have my Sunday best on. Mama is helping out with the dishes…

PLATO’S WRITINGS

Plato wrote on her very flat, firm, dark nose, its ridges, bridges et all. He drew a line and we…

TAIWO [TO-AYE-WO]

Mother was groaning and pushing but Kehinde refused to come out of the womb with me. She was afraid, she…

KOSOKO

I laughed when Grandfather gave me this name. Mother was indifferent, her face stiff, her spirit in another world as…

TELL ASAKE

I know I’m Asake’s heartthrob and no one else’s concubine. Maybe that’s why I’m satisfied with buying her expensive gifts…