Disclaimer; Turn away now you agreed if you think Kambili deserved to be whipped... Mother taught me that God answerth all, that there's only one God but mother doesn't agree with my being a catholic, for some reason the word of God differs there. Growing...
Yellow Dresses Bright like the an Evening Sunset,Beautiful like Blooming Sunflowers, Innocent like Baby Allies. We waltz in ballrooms dressed in little Yellow Dresses, and watch from above like phantom drones as plaited fabrics swirl elegantly like Lillie's...
I stood at the waterfront with a beating heart, clothed in dripping blood and held by careless, carefree fingers that threatened to do as they pleased. I shut the rib that had caged and held back my ability to wander the vast arid lands of possibilities...
They say home isn't four walls, a shiny chandelier, Italian stained windows and a Russian nuclear proof door. Home isn't the Global Positioned Spot where the 'Leprechauns' buried that pot of gold for if it was; the queue might out 'Trump' that that graced...
Emotions; they come pouring like water off the edge of the Everest; cold and still, like the fires of furnaces of Babylon; heated till the heaters die, dead off of servitude, like the rolling clouds of a Pacific storm, like the stars of the cosmos, like...
Forever was not wanting the new tech conversation she was having with her father to end, cause though she wasn't going to get any, it allowed her the chance to bond all she wanted with the man who raised her. Forever was not wanting the hot, unelectrified...
Potato,Po-tah-to,Tomato,To-ma-toe, You said go, I said noYou said go, I stayed so I struggled and fumbledTo stay strongTo keep hopeI burned; burned bright like the Midgard star, burned fast like a meteoric shower, burned hot like the flames of Tatarus....
What if the wind had a voice, the hills a thunderous vocal, the sky let off its secrets like raindrops, doors never shut and ajar was the point of all treason… what if walls could talk? Secrets are meant to spill, for rules were made to be broken, if...
A long life race, like the click of the shutter, every shot a perfection in itself except what previously was is also perfect… Perfection then becomes overrated. A longing for something better, cause what was best was best only for yesterday, today holds...
Think good thoughts, drown yourself in an ocean of happy dreams, block out the bad overwhelming cloud that wishes to engulf your day of happiness… be grateful for life,somewhere, somehow, someone currently has it worse than you do. These are part of the...
I am polychromatic. I experience things in full color definition, I see the world and all the little color pecks that switch variations when you throw open and close the window covers in a house. I am ‘photographically’ monochromatic. I love to portray...
Asking Otosi to stand on the edge of an unprotected stairwell emphasized the reason health ministry’s advice on protected sex should be adhered to; one mistake and you’d be sulking all your life. More importantly, it was facing my fears. You see, I am...
Back in Calabar and it’s a juxta-composition of emotions. A return to the feeling of uncertainty and insecurity and if there’s someone who connects and completely understands this; it’s Ubi Ofem. Ofem is a poet, an artiste in his own right. In a town...
They say you don't know what you got until you lose it but for someone who's got a lot and lost said 'lot', trust me when I say; "I know what I've got". Hi, my name is Ufana Ishoyor and if you're reading this, then know I have a problem. It's more of...
It was 6:17 am when Kola woke up that morning, looked at me and said "Guy sleep, It's not that serious" and over the long run, he'd repeat this phrase as though reminding himself... and me that no matter the current hassle, Nothing was ever really serious....