When Your Brother Came Home

WHEN YOUR BROTHER CAME HOME

When your brother came home
you were not expecting anyone.
He had crossed the borders.
You turn the door knob,
peep through the key hole.
While you wonder how he
remembers the road home,
Her left hand was redesigned,
His lower lip was a strange land.
From homeland, were these
secrets? S[he] had become
a new person.

When your brother came home,
did father count how many girls
he had again?

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About:

Kehinde Badiru writes poetry, fiction, nonfiction and essays. He is the author of I Know Why Your Mother Cries and Mbok Don’t Kopa Me. His poems and illustrations have appeared on Sprinng, AweLagos, Business Day, Bella Naija and elsewhere. Kehinde was the Editor-in-Chief of The Cornerstone Magazine, Features editor of Heartbeat Magazine and currently a Creative Writing mentor at Write Now and Sprinng. He is the founder of “Write Now”, Nigeria’s foremost Creative Writing NGO which has trained over 600 students in Writing. Kehinde loves Smooth Jazz music and Soul. He is currently writing a debut Short Stories collection and a new volume of poetry. Follow him on Twitter, Facebook and Instagram @Badirukehinde

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