Poems

Asake

Asawa calls
That I give you
Her endearing crabs and thrills
That daily drill her flesh

Asake

Agedu beckons
That I give you
Her artistic oji bata
That daily shield her
From the seductive
eyes of the sun

Asake

Ojomirin, the Everest queen
Summons with alacrity
That I give you
Yes, you Asake
The tawingi
That relentlessly dance daily
To transfix her pious worshipers

To them all I said, no
Asake
Yes, I said, no
Hmm… All that glitters,
Asake, adumaradan
Abi egbinleke lorun
All that glitters…

Asake

All that glitters
Is not gold

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© Adeoluwa Adekunle. Illustration by Carol Chen

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