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We all sat with the urge to runfrom a house in-between two conflicting townsa man sat with the body of his daughterfloating like a voice drowning in space, before me,he had a bowl full of blood in his palms.You know how it is to have seen a waryour... Read More
I finally know you. All these while, I only knew the person you wanted me to know but tonight, I finally know you. Laying on my bed, the memories coming in swirls; sweet ones, funny ones, priceless moments. I feel this stingy pain in the upper right... Read More
2.25am. I wake up to a strong feeling…..not fear, not anxiety, but a deep-seated loneliness I can’t explain. This isn’t just about waking up alone with just pillows and a blanket for company, without any fair bosom to lean into and forget... Read More
YOU ARE ‘AS’ GENOTYPE, HE IS TOO. HERE’S AN IDEA… We’ve all seen this scenario before. Boy meets girl (or vice-versa so I don’t piss off gender equality people), they fall in love, begin to dream of a future together and finally, a... Read More
Poems sent home to his wife by a young man who enlisted in the US Army after 9/11+in warthere is a call for strengthwith simple commands of reasonkill or be killed commandsfrom men who take afternoonnaps in air conditionedoffices while the... Read More
The year was still fledgling when I got married to onyema obi. I was taught in the local church in Etua to live out my teenage years as a virgin. I accepted it. So I kept my legs closed for twenty years. I battled with sexual urges discreetly. It was... Read More
On the 16th of November 2016, my door was forced open by armed robbers who immediately striped us of all our devices and valuables. Myself and a friend. With a gun to our head, we were commanded to strip. We did. Yes, we were raped at gun point. All... Read More
On the streets of Jeddah, Eisha’s life came to an end in the bathroom of her home. The 100-year-old woman, who had spent the majority of her adult life begging, suddenly died.Neighbors were saddened to see an ambulance pull up to her home and carry... Read More
“At what point can you say you have gotten over your ex?”, Titi asked, her powder brush making short, quick strokes over her soft, brown neck. At her question, my forefinger paused over the screen of my tablet where I was engrossed in the... Read More