Just like you.
Believe me I am not strong.I am scared just like you.I don’t know what I am doing too.At this stage … Continue reading Just like you.
Believe me I am not strong.I am scared just like you.I don’t know what I am doing too.At this stage … Continue reading Just like you.
She had always wondered why humans are so bothered about the ephemeral, the fickle as if they’d never die. Even … Continue reading Diamonds, Slippers, Pearls.
I had visited a host of shrinks and they all agreed ( which they rarely did) that I should love … Continue reading Day 8: SOCIETY, NORMS, CLOTHES. ( Credit: Dr .E. Purple Pintos)
He was a showman par excellence, a magician of his own class who thrived on near arrogant showmanship, a guru. … Continue reading Day 7: SPECTACLE, GURU, FLAMES. ( Credit: Imeh Nathaniel .I.G )
He had gone missing for two weeks, the boy whom they named Imeh. He had been planning on touring Jigawa … Continue reading Day 6: IMEH, JIGAWA, GOAT. ( Credit: Dr J.A.G . The Phingerprint )
I grew up in Jonesville , a town we called Òyó titun (new Òyó) and I had served my master, … Continue reading Day 5: LAWS, POWER, FREEDOM ( Credit: Dr Alakija S.)
I had always been like this since I had known me. I had been a handful since childhood and believe … Continue reading Day 4: MOUNTAIN, CLIFF, STALAGMITE. (credit: Nathaniel Imeh .I. )
He often paid visit to “the river by the forest”, the only time he ever had some quiet, the only … Continue reading Day 3: LACE, WALL, RIVER ( Credit: Ibn Sauban Adelanwa CODE)
I had never seen a guy as fine and well sculpted. He was impeccably made, a beau ideal. His eyes … Continue reading Day 2: COW, ABUJA, FRIDGE (Credit: Dr Akpo R.D. Ruby)
We never really had toys growing up, my brother and I. Father, as mum told us, was an irresponsible shit … Continue reading DAY 1: TOY, CAR, PAIN (credit: Dr Akinwande .T. CMAC)
…stabbed me in the back, thrust it in, deeper …till it reached my heart. You had no shame nor decency … Continue reading WHOLE AGAIN ( A Narrative) pt 2
It started tardily Burgeoning, gathering pace with sheer alacrity. The shinkansen was no match. We were berserkly in love …it … Continue reading WHOLE AGAIN ( A NARRATIVE) pt 1
Dryness romps everywhere yet coldness is hung in air Hence he’s descending here he that wet garbs he dries in … Continue reading HE HAS DESCENDED
(One) The Fulani Herdsmen. The Fulani Herdsmen Who are the Fulani herdsmen? They are the one, who destroyed our crops … Continue reading POEM- WHY THE SILENCE
Laziness eats my time Procrastination drinks my life And you watch as i sink yet you say you’re a friend … Continue reading LETTER TO MY FRIEND