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By Afere David Akingbade (WriteousDavid) Finely buried beneath red gumIs my dentitionWhite like snow they areButWhen they rust like ironAnd glitters like bronzeWilliam…Will you? Black as coalIs the thread of my scalp?But when they... Read More
Click HERE for previous episodes Prince Ari didn’t let me be, he kept disturbing me. I went to the stream one day and I found him there, I wanted to leave when he saw me. He told me that he still wanted me to be his wife and queen and I got so... Read More
Click HERE for previous episodes of Journey to the Future Like a man who suddenly stripped himself naked in the market square to express his new birth of insanity, I became a center of attention and controversies. I was determined to survive against... Read More
We do not know the colour of your eyesSome say it’s blue— deep seas are in your eyesor was it the sky that spread its sheet across your irises?Others say it’s red— so I searched your pupils for firesThat burn the world in your head but... Read More
We lead different lives, some simple, others complicated. We exist in a world of opposites, where there are two sides to everything, good or bad.Where what appears right and good is actually wrong and bad: a place where reality transcends its literary... Read More
Click HERE for previous episodes of Excapades Of A Social Media Addict Few days after Joke’s birthday and boredom was back at full throttle…Gbenga and I spent time meeting up different girls at the Cinema…to say I was missing Ibadan was an... Read More
Click HERE for previous episodes of The House SESAN…I did not need to check up on my dick, it was already screaming to be let free of my boxers prison. No rush, no rush… we had all the time in the world. I heard Seyi close the door... Read More
Click here for previous episodes of Decanter of Memories I was oblivious to the fact that Gran was nearby. She walked into the room and told me that she had already picked my outfit for the festival. Gran strode out of the room afterwards and Mena... Read More
You walked rather slowly to the door. The doorbell had rung thrice before the one you heard and the postman was about leaving your doorpost when you opened the door. You received the letter I sent you. You didn’t know at first it was from me. You... Read More