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Fragile Beautiful Creatures

Tonight, your mother will draw you into the house by the ear. You will wince in pain as you struggle to set yourself free from her grip but her grip will be too strong. Her hands had seen grief and struggles and have moulded words into daily bread so they’ve become so strong, so hard Read more about Fragile Beautiful Creatures[…]

Written by:Ogba S. Daniel

A Witch Without Wings

As a child I was taught that pain was the only path to success, as such I embraced the cruelty of all of life’s elements. It is the way we live, it is the way I lived. Growing up my home was adorned with pearl-like tears; wailing was a steady song. I remember once praying Read more about A Witch Without Wings[…]

Written by:Thom-Okoroh Biodomoye Amanda

My Mother’s Son

They say a mother’s love is unconditional, I think it’s pretentious. The first time my brother, Idris, was expelled, it was for stealing his teacher’s purse. My mother was shaken at the news. I remember watching her, trying to discern if she was pretending or never really believed her son capable of such. My father Read more about My Mother’s Son[…]

Written by:Asheolge H. Moses

THE BIG COIN ( Except from Love, Life, God and everything in between)

In a world where there is such an indifference, In a world where there is so much hatred and lust, In a world where peace fails to reign, In a world where love has gone astray, You will ever be my heart. In a time where crime is like spell, In a time where flowers Read more about THE BIG COIN ( Except from Love, Life, God and everything in between)[…]

Written by:Anaze

Support System

I walked down the familiar street leading to my house; church street, yes, that was the name. It had been 6 months since I treaded that path, and fortunately, nothing had changed; on your left, the dentist’s office, with its slime green, slightly browned walls still remained the first thing you would see on entering Read more about Support System[…]

Written by:Onwudinjo Anwulika

Coronation: Queen of the Desert

she has come. she will thrive. a desert plain and plain where she is found in a crown robes of dust coating the ground a brush touch from wind like a streak of starlit night felt in the dip of the chin no hush, just two soft dins: a chime that perpetually rhymes with eternity Read more about Coronation: Queen of the Desert[…]

Written by:Mayowa Ayodele