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                      BUGS Tse tse flies come to perch on my skin Teasing Vernon and promise of sleep I hurt long and deep Flies  come ...

''Remember the last day'', the Keke Napep wrote at its disappearing rear, while it rode slowly in front of us, damning the h...

More often than not, social media is used as a platform to engage the senses of users to achieve varied goals, some of which ar...

Bury me in the multitude of my sins. Lift my transgressions like scoops of mud with shovels and pile on my decomposing flesh. Bury away ...

Why. Why is it that whenever you scrutinise the narrative about a Nigerian's  'humility' you'll find him/her constantly de...

Why do bad things happen to good people? What reward await suffering here on Earth? For hours now I've been lying on my favourite shee...

She smelt like vanilla, Monterey, California. He told her so. He does not tell her he hates vanilla now. She sits down beside him, touc...

Sadness, Sorrow and pain forces some wisdom upon us. Happiness , bliss and enjoyment takes away some wisdom from us as though in bits. T...

I'd close my eyes and trace the edges of your face into memory, for when you are no longer here, my mind will still remember you becaus...

*I ate your girlfriend Didn't need ketchup or sauce I only spread lips that said (O) And tongue that flicked strawberries Now, bur...

The cure for growth is death. ... The cure for death is growth.

Two cactus plants stood buried in white flower vases outside the door. There is manure, dirt, weed and sand in the vases. I had not rememb...

What if sleep and dreams are God's reminder to Man that there is life after death?

If you are Nigerian, over 35 and still single, plan a yearly fundraising event for yourself and call it the "Mind (insert your name)...

Floating pieces of you trail my neckline. I fear to touch you because all bubbles break Like you did Like I will.

A broken man questions to understand. So I understand what place of pain a man strains from to ask why a God mighty in battle, that prote...

I know rocks cry when we take machines to them, breaking off it's skins till only a puddle is left where strength once stood.

*May you ride on the back of lions, the Krakan, and lightening bolts. *May the back of crocodiles rescue you and your kin from drowning...