Poetry

A Thing Too Stressed 

Written By: Precious Uwen when we started loving it was like we got new clothes. and we’d never stain it. But we wore our love repeatedly for days without changing it. We wore our love with the same pattern, with the same style. The same…

Poetry

BARE 

Written By: Oluwafemi Babasola Baby, I’ll walk this bridgeto you,even if all my feet feelis a thread strong as thespider’s web. Baby, I’ll fly to you,even if it means divingfrom this cliff withuntested wings. I’ll lift these layers of skinsthat cover me.I’ll unveil these masks…

Letters

A Love Letter 

Written by Owolabi Awwal To Ajoke, pure and simple, beautiful and amazing, whose heart agrees with mine Dear Ajoke, I begin this letter with everything that has weight and occupy space, everything that lives yet exists only in man’s imagination. I’ve come to your door…

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LETTERS TO MY SON I 

Dear son, I have told you before that loving a woman is like roasting a yam tuber. You have to stay near, without minding the heat of the fireplace. You have the smoke which escorts the nearly unbearable heat to contend with. If you are…