OCHI by Agbalokwu Chibuike
"More towns men are still coming. Would we wait till what time?" Okelekwu was visibly disturbed as he looked around the crowded pub. Crowded in relative to the discreet meeting...
LOVE IS FOR THE EVENING by Yugo Gabriel Egboluche
our grasses aren’t green, the kind of love that grow here need not lay on them our love is upright, we love on our toes under shades of bearded...
BLAME IT ON THE MONEY by Emmiasky Ojex
Look at our daughters They now show no ill in laying with men old as their fathers Look at our sons Nothing is holding them back from scamming the green...
WRITING IS NOT FOR LITTLE CHILDREN: A TREATISE BY JOHN CHIZOBA VINCENT
Each time I try to do it right, I fail myself. I've tried all I could but I keep getting it wrong. The other day, someone's comment on my wall...