Yesterday, Kunle came in, seething and sulking, as if someone died. We prodded, we taunted, but he wouldn’t tell us…
PoetoluFebruary 22, 2025
Sometimes you want to punch a human in the face you want to punch them so hard bash their face…
PoetoluOctober 21, 2021
If a bar of soap could feel of what would it speak? to wake up each day feeling less than…
PoetoluAugust 11, 2021
You must remember what it's like washing clothes in a huge basia*; you don't drink it, you don't reuse it…
PoetoluJanuary 22, 2021
The chirps of colourful birds fill the air you are strolling in a park, the sun is high high at…
PoetoluDecember 4, 2020
It’s a story of the one no one argues was a fool he had ten bags of gold and lost…
PoetoluNovember 11, 2020
Adefemi, you are tall, tall like an iroko strong like a baobab, rare like mahogany you carry your chest like…
PoetoluSeptember 29, 2020
Sunday morning, before the start of service you were standing at the foyer, (with your friend who talks too much)…
PoetoluSeptember 1, 2020