Efe Azino A Kiss Remembers Agbowo Art Poetry

A Kiss Remembers | Efe Azino

  A kiss remembers; how tongues launched bodies into orbits of white nothing, milky ways of no worries, eyes shut beneath a river of twisting sheets, currents of passion carrying the day’s plans into tomorrow.[…]

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AgbowoHow Does the Story End? | Zulaikhah Agoro

How Does the Story End? | Zulaikhah Agoro

  “How does the story end?”  her hand, the one that wasn’t holding the microphone, flew in the air and fluttered around slightly at the word ‘end’. Good natured laughter swam through the small crowd[…]

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Funmi Dipo Ajayi Difficulty Befalls the Easy Make Agbowo

Difficulty Befalls the Easy-Make | Funmi Dipo-Ajayi

  “I don’t usually do this” Your mumbled half-lie drops through the air alongside his belt. Eyes dart left, then right, then left, then right again (everywhere but back to his own). You catch the[…]

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Deborah Agube Correspondence with Heaven Agbowo

Correspondence with Heaven | Deborah Agube

  I wonder what rainbows feel like, what it tastes like having heaven on your lips. There is a rebirth that comes with the rains to earth, with the many colours of hope and beauty[…]

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Exposit Rezthapoet, Agbowo.org

Justice to the Spoken Word: A Review of REZthaPoet’s ‘Exposit’ | Lagbayi

Exposit Deluxe Edition is my first real exposure to spoken word poetry. The 10-track album catches my attention, especially the classic jazz which accompanies the renditions contained in it. It is the second collection of[…]

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Ibadan skyline Agbowo

In Ibadan | Feyisayo Anjorin

  Ishola omo Aderohunmu, why are you pushing me to raging flames with your words? Maybe you have not heard about that fool who accidentally disrobed an egungun when this city was still a hamlet.[…]

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Petitioning Christ Arhin Tsiwah

Seminal Blues and Petitioning Christ | Abeiku Arhin Tsiwah

 SEMINAL BLUES (Post conversation with death)    “Dying / Is an art, like everything else.” -Sylvia Plath, “Lady Lazarus”   Your words do not meet the hearth in my ears they are always met with[…]

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What we do not want romeo oriogun agbowo

What We Do Not Want | Romeo Oriogun

    After Jennifer Perrine   We do not want the hate, no ghost boys wandering about cities that should be home,  no sticks calling the name of love, no mother giving up on boys[…]

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amala Agbowo Ladipo titiloye

We Do Not Throw Away Yesterday’s Àmàlà | Ladipo Titiloye

In the year 1996, my grandmother hired a new maid called Fatima. On her first morning with us, she checked the cooler for leftovers and found a big wrap of àmàlà from the day before.[…]

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Logan February Still Life With the Evangelist and Akudaaya

‘Still Life with the Evangelist’ and ‘Àkúdàáyá’ | Logan February

still life with the evangelist     have you heard the gospel? – did you know               that birdsong is older than a rooster’s call        […]

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