I am my own chariot and warrior Winning battles without collecting enemies' lots It is queasy If my quiver is full of breathless warriors What sound of gong is sweet...
Tell them we can see them; The house of bones they live in, The sweats that flush their gutters, The sweats of our fathers and mothers, and The blood of...
Light came on and Maxwell opened his eyes immediately. “NEPA! The idiots have woken up,” he thought. He was lying on his side, near the edge of his oddly large...
When Olami-Uche left his home on that fateful Thursday morning, his wallet had exactly one thousand, seven hundred and twenty naira in it. It was everything he had in the...
Hello future husband. I saw you in my dreams to day. Not night dreams though. In my dreams, you are an artist. A are painter/ photographer. We somewhere and we...
TITLE: NOTES TO MY GODAUTHOR: FEMI PETERSGENRE: POETRYNUMBER OF PAGES: 161PUBLISHER: Zayzee WritesDATE OF PUBLICATION: 2017ISBN: -REVIEWER: Jide Badmus ‘Notes to My God’ is a collection of verses as the...
Broken screens A myriad of inter crossing lines Sprayed across things once useful A web of destruction spun along those lines Vision blurred by strong emotions Blind to reason A...