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By Stela Xega Today I drank 6 cups of coffeesmoked 11 cigaretteswrote 5 poemsand all togetherspoke 4 words I don’t know what happiness is but I’m pretty sure this isn’t anything close I know you don’t want my companyor my words, neither do... Read More
If a blade of grass catches fire I can bask in that fire that the nature beholds in her heart. although I never get enough of searching light for myself on this ground that grows me without saying any word, on this ground that steps with shame and... Read More
By SANJEEV SETHI (1) Don’t define me by one itch, there are other appearances. It can be contained, made to subside with a willing source. Don’t let this spill on other manifestos. (2) Worsted and word-smitten we’re poets, if we don’t seek... Read More
By Damescaucus Tunde fine sha… mi o le pa iro! That was Alhaja’s thought as she stared at him. He had just come out of the flat he shared with his older sister and was fetching water from the pump outside. She watched him with an intensity that... Read More
By Samuel Shenkoya I am tired of looking deep into nothingI am a caveman waiting for a prey to fall dead at my front doorI dreamt we could make it to EdenWith our hands clasped togetherBut the wind took you awayThe wind of Virility and RapacityI... Read More
By Stela Xega Growing up is so fucking hard, if only for the fact that you realize you’re never going to have total stability and you’re never always going to have your shit together. That it’s been years that passed without you realizing... Read More
By Famous Ogbewe Finally, we arrive at the age-old argument – nature vs nature” Omolara stated solemnly. “Are we subject to the coding’s of our DNA or are we a function of the things we have seen, heard, felt, our... Read More
By Joan McNerney He sat beside the kitchen windowwatching snow fall over sycamoresWhat could he hope for?Some good news brought by mail?An unexpected call? His phone rang with remindersof medical appointments.No mail ever came but billsfrom... Read More
By Stela Xega The truth is what we had was not love, but poets, we like to make our Pain more tragicWe were not loversBut i could write thousands of PagesFor a single simple kiss in a pathetic BarI promised myselfI would curse less as a part... Read More