Don’t You Go
My mother is a tree, dried up by the Harmattan wind that blows through our family. She sways, making the […]
African Poets, Poems, Tributes
African Poets
African Poets, Poems, Tributes
For the Love of Oil
They dig and dig until the streets stink and slip with corruption Their pockets flow with gold but the community
African Poets, Poems, Tributes
Ill Nights
like winter evening saturdays when you’re ill and your mum is lazy but loving, and wants to eat and drink
African Poets, Audio, Poems, Tributes
My Mother Died with Her Home
[audioplayer file=”https://admin.rattle.com/audio/JacobMother.mp3″] When my mother died, she took home along with her. Here, home is not a mere thing, but
African Poets, Poems, Tributes
Erectile Dysfunction as a Variant of Skototropism
I do not know how to ripen when my lover undresses this was not how
African Poets, Audio, Poems, Tributes
What My Children Remember
[audioplayer file=”https://admin.rattle.com/audio/GbolahanChildren.mp3″] The sight of helicopters circling the sky on mornings when the sky broke into shrapnel, falling on our