Ismail Yusuf olumoh

Grieving - Rowayat

Epitaph of an Unripened Fruit Forced into Throat of Trench | Ismail Yusuf Olumoh

To you, a boy grieving. How does it taste? — The AprilCentaur

Literary YardMy Grandpa Betrayed Me Twice

A Poem: A Self Portrait At Twenty-One

i redeem their emptiness with food - Ismail Yusuf Olumoh. - Afrihill Press

River Ordeals; A boy serving God, served a bullet– Two Poems By Nigerian Writer, Ismail Yusuf Olumoh | Ta Adesa

the cartography of grace

Oblivion: a sense of not belonging

Reminiscence | Ismail Yusuf Olumoh | Poetry - Poetry | Nantygreens

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Chromaphonetics: I Know Every Colour In My Culture By Its Name & Nature - Cultural Daily

promise in my country is another way of gambling lives | Ismail Yusuf Olumoh - The Shallow Tales Review

hypercapnia

Home Is a Gunpowder Grit Between My Teeth | Ismail Yusuf Olumoh | Poetry

A Cyborg God, My Country and Her People: A Holocaust, An Iconography of War and Grief - Ismail Yusuf Olumoh. - Afrihill Press

One Poem by Ismail Yusuf Olumoh - Eboquills

The Smallest Mark That Decides Our Exile as a  Cartography of Breath - Teambooktu

River Ordeals - The Hyacinth Review

a bird-riding grief - Palette Poetry