Olúwatamílọ́re Chinyere Ọ̀shọ́This year I want to love myself more intensely.In November 2021, I wrote down a list of things that I wanted to do for the new year and one of those things includes writing and…Feb 5, 20223Feb 5, 20223
Olúwatamílọ́re Chinyere Ọ̀shọ́My Lagos — Eko AketeBeing a Lagosian is eating fried yam and potatoes wrapped in old newspaper out of a plastic bag sold to you by a Hausa man underneath Ojota…Jun 18, 2021Jun 18, 2021
Olúwatamílọ́re Chinyere Ọ̀shọ́EVERYTHING IS SLEEPING AND SLIPPING AND YESTERDAY IS TODAY'S BRIDE. a poem.everything is sleeping everything is slipping i used to know love his lines were a constellation around my waist and his verses were the…Jun 14, 2020Jun 14, 2020
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Olúwatamílọ́re Chinyere Ọ̀shọ́Love and LiteratureIt is your tattoos that I think of as I read new poetry, black fade covering your right lower arm.May 9, 2020May 9, 2020
Olúwatamílọ́re Chinyere Ọ̀shọ́How to Love the Woman who screamed you out of her:Be kind to your motherMar 10, 2020Mar 10, 2020