A small bodied thing


Upon announcing the arrival

Of my brother’s first daughter,


My mother fractured into watershed,

Tears so heavy you could assume


Someone died in our house.

How a thing of joy can spark tears


in the eyes of an old lady.

She is a late arrival, the baby


had spent an extra month

In her mother’s belly


& the neighbors were already

Speaking silently about it.


Ayo abaratintin —Joy,

so small-bodied.


This could be Aunty Bose

Coming back home to us.

Pèlúmi Sàlàkọ́