Sights on Saturday
One vision. Six doves. Green sated cosmoses precede, Orange wastelands. I have seen this picture somewhere. Who is in? Who is out? In whose mind do these events remain afloat?…
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Defining Overwhelmed
Oblivion beckons again, like a can of beer dripping in chill sweats, after a brief elevation of my encumbered soul by a fleeting lightning. It’s all dark and I can’t…
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How You Wear Your Skin Like a Hymn
losing its melody. This time the music is a stream in another mouth, but isn’t language like molten metal? A name is a shifting reflection of what frames it:…
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A Bridge that Leads to Nowhere
A BRIDGE THAT LEADS TO NOWHERE I am a father again, and one day My son, Isaiah, says “Daddy. I want to be a man” stretching his gum “Oh,…
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Some Verses of Wisdom, & Tonight I Shall Cry My Soul to Peace
SOME VERSES OF WISDOM After reading Mary Oliver Some random days, I just sit out there in the balcony, watching the trees and listening to the birds chirping, whistling…
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I Want to Sleep Nigeria Away
i want to sleep Nigeria away shut out the noises in my head blur out the drama in my heart but how do you shut out the portrait of…
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Love Aftermath
What’s Love? Can I do without? Leave the heart sober, I’ll make a red hot spring at where the tributary was Something for tourists, in the aftermath Had to pick…
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Sadness in my Bone
Sadness in my Bone Geraldine, we should visit the beach often I believe mama’s ghost lives in the current of the wind __ it gallops across the ripples like…
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Warri of No Worries
Blue and white painted tricycles, Loudspeakers blast Wizkid and Mr Eazi in cosy corners where virtue is easy. life is easy here, money goes faster than it comes, but not…
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Still Moments
FERIAL MOHAMED Busyness is a ghost school. Hurt disappears in traffic but does not vanish. And then a thread swoops through the metal eye. A still moment of missing…
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