Tolu' Akinyemi's Blog

Why Men are Monsters and Women are Saints

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

A Poem to Comfort the Beautiful Woman Drowning in Male Attention

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

Like a pickpocket

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

The Secret

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

The Woman on my Queue at the Lidl Checkout Till

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

The Girl on my Queue at the Lidl Checkout Till

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

Her Head was a Spider’s Nest – Book Launch/ Meet-and-Greet Event

The Demon of Truth

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

A Bar of Soap

If a bar of soap could feel
of what would it speak?
to wake up each day
feeling less than yesterday.

You won’t believe this story, but I’ll tell you anyway

You won’t believe what I’m about to tell you, but I’ll tell you anyway. Last month had a few of...