Written by Sọlá Dọjà Like the iroko tree swallowing storms, outliving seasons listening to forefathers; cooing stories to sons who turned grandfathers, our love will stand. […]
Written by Adedayo Ademokoya tonight, let my body become the sheath you bury your sword–a rest from battle. every contour of my skin thirsts for your […]
Written by Everest Udochukwu When we met, you were a dove cooing under a downpour. Your body was an unstitched surgery, your heart was honeycombed by […]