I AM NOT A POET by Tukur Ridwan Ishola
is it because i steal slates off tales scribbled by scribes of ages not stale which drew them to the world as sages; and i claimed what they owned only...
FOR HOW LONG? by Oki Kehinde Julius
stop! —i said stop cajoling our thirsty oesophagus, with cold water of economy 'recession'. for how long shall we wait at the temple of sea-sore? when our palm is deprived...