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It was difficult for Fillemon to locate any remaining discarded bottles along his section of the shore once the sun was up. Long experience had shown that the harvest from the township’s outdoor [...]

A syrup of blood with fleshy clots of strawberry. Brown bread sugar smudged in red, by a domesticated butter knife; ‘tis the grandson of a weapon. Maternal instincts raised pitchforks — forks to [...]

“Feeble hands don’t bring us to bloom lands.” – Thompson Emate The night has rolled its sheet, Bloom has deemed us fit to meet, Nature has embraced us, We’re no more plagued by yesterday’s [...]

When the shadow visits Don’t let it prolong its stay; Let the light ride it out. Seldom sit with your darkness; Always feel the light within you. When the sun comes out We don’t know how high it [...]

Enough of their scornful eyes And deep breaths, Their falsified voices And chameleon hands, “Take our rope, Let’s help you out.” Enough of their honest lies And darkened corridors of power, [...]

Over seas and rifts, the sun emerges like a weary soul, daybreak.   This Poem was published in the October 2023 edition of the WSA magazine. Please click here to download. Read – A New [...]

I found a way for my fingers to navigate me through the blinds, where the dawn’s sunrise, the dusk’s sunset, and the full moon peeked through my drapes, spreading reflections and shadows at my [...]

Baye sat on the edge of the roughly hewn rock. It was a cool evening in December, and Lokoja was welcoming the sun back into her watery wombs, its crimson glow dancing off the Niger River or was [...]

Grief is a house where the chairs have forgotten how to hold us, the mirrors how to reflect us, and the walls how to contain us. Death is always at the door pacing forth and back waiting for an [...]