Tolu' Akinyemi's Blog

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A commentary on the poem: Why Men are Monsters and Women are Saints There’s no shortage of stories painting men...

Bimbo met her monster on Bumble.Tall, charming, read books,prayed with her every night,and in a year, they were picking venues....

We’ve heard how tiring it is— to drown in constant desire, framed as questions of ownership or geography. Fine girl,...

Time moves like a pickpocket, light on its feet, swift with its hands, leaving nothing but the crumbs of what...

Yesterday, Kunle came in, seething and sulking, as if someone died. We prodded, we taunted, but he wouldn’t tell us...

You did not see her waist, but I did It’s the rareness of water in a vastness of sand as...

You did not see her waist, but I did It’s the rareness of water in a vastness of sand as...

Sometimes you want to punch a human in the face you want to punch them so hard bash their face...