Jigida
by
Damilola
My lover’s beads are red, black and blue Their rhythm like the music of love I blame it on the […]
Mo’ Dele
by
Damilola
Mo’dele came home like the prodigal child Sores from all over the place on her body Scars I didn’t dare […]
The Second Child
by
Damilola
He was the second child, unobtrusive in every way. For the short time while he had been the last child, […]
Dream snatchers
by
Damilola
Last night I dreamed I was on a hill. Alone. And yet I wasn’t lonely. The wind breathed in my ears […]
Masquerades (3)
by
Damilola
It has been two months since the day i bought the masks. She didn’t make it back home that night. […]
Seasons
by
Damilola
When we were young and played in the sand, we would go to Mazi Mbanu’s house and like little monkeys, […]
Land of dreams…
by
Damilola
‘Tu a ra ya aka…’ My mum’s sonorous voice finds me in the land of dreams. It nudges me to […]
Masquerades (2)
by
Damilola
She doesn’t whisper my name anymore when we make love. I can’t even remember the last time we shared sleeping […]
Comfortable
by
Damilola
Dear Okaima, Do you remember that time we went to the cinema? We had gone to see a movie we […]
Iya
by
Damilola
Every Christmas, we go to the village. We go because Iya spends all year crying over the phone about how […]
