On Saturday, January 31st, Kinora Restaurant by the Assembly in Ogbomoso hosted the first-ever slam poetry competition in the city. Branded the Motoni Olodun Slam, the event marked the 4th anniversary of the rebirth of Open Mic Ogbomoso, a community that has steadily grown from casual expression into a more intentional creative space. Hosted by […]
Over the past decade, I have read poems that were, in many ways, memoirs of everyday people. Not memoirs in the traditional sense, but little records of ordinary life: poems about growing up, falling in love, losing someone, being broke, leaving home, finding faith, questioning God, navigating friendship, surviving heartbreak, watching a country change. Some […]
OPEN MIC OGBOMOSO · VOLUME I · YEAR FOUR The Room, Gathered into a Book EWÌ ’MOSHO is the first official anthology from Open Mic Ogbomoso. It gathers writing that first lived before an audience: poems spoken aloud, carried through the room and preserved beyond a single performance. 24 poems Selected for the 2026 Reader […]
Four years ago, I was out of a job and had just relocated from Maiduguri to Ogbomoso. It was a difficult season. In the middle of that uncertainty, I returned to spoken word poetry, something that has steadied me in my darkest moments. Through Vic’Adex Concepts and Aesthetic Resources, I scraped together Open Mic Ogbomoso. […]
Young Vic’Adex, 2009 There are parts of my childhood I can only understand backwards. At fifteen, understanding wasn’t available to me. Only rebellion. I had lived lines like, “I was 13 when I chose death over my father.” I meant it. Everywhere I turned, people insisted that honouring my father and mother was the secret […]
“Grant me chastity and self-control — but not yet.” — Saint Augustine, Confessions Tweet There are books that tell you what a man feels, and there are books that tell you what a man believes about himself when no one is looking. Poetry Has All My Pain belongs firmly to the latter. It is not simply […]
Original poetry Men, not gods Poem by Vic’Adex · 2015 Men, Not gods – Vic’Adex I see men dangling Upon the pikesOf a sentence called lifeMan treating her like a despicable imprisonment And in prison good behaviour gets you paroledMaybe that’s why good people die early Too often we pray to a god to pay […]
Original poetry 31 Days of Poetry – Day 25 “INSTAGRAM GENERATION” by Vic’Adex Poem by Vic’Adex · 2014 Dear Instagram generationFacebook neighbors from countless nationsWhose who speak in the voice of a twitting bird,Come and riddle me this Sing me a freedom songComposed without the bass linesOf sacrificed blood Find me a free lunchWithout the […]