First, the sweat—which gathering mass in the heat Doubles up, proportional to the frequency of bus-stops. Stopping? Pause. You curse. “Driver! Move this thing.” The syllables short and sharp. It’s always inevitable, This conflict of interest. The empty seats must be filled But the filled seats must be moved. “DRIVER! MOVE!” He heard: bus sways. … Continue reading
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Facebook Message To An Old Friend | by Ayo Sogunro
well, i could cross this cyberspace and row over just to see your face and try to see if you recall the days of our infancy and we’ll share the ways we have tried to win this race of life, and plenty more! (But face- book is not physical) so i place my thoughts in … Continue reading
A FOREST OF HAIR | By Ayodele Sogunro (Snr.)
Background: Today’s post is, in that phrase beloved by Radio DJs, “a blast from the past”. It’s nearing the 23rd anniversary of the poem’s existence and the lines still roll on the tongue, to use another cliche, “as good as new”. And now, a blog post via my dad, for the menfolk! It hangs daintily Yet … Continue reading
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