Glissade

I may say I tried the best I could to stifle an instinct But the quiet invitation of your transparent gown…

Everything was planned. She had forced death’s hand to travel from left to right.

“Who even named you Jesus? Of all the names in The Bible, of all the names wey dey dis world so, na the name wey no fit you at all dem give you.”

  My brother, held tight to his  belief like a limpet holding onto algae,  chewing it off a hard rock. So when  he joined Boko Haram, we only saw it  on the leaf he left us that read: I have  left to strive in the path of my Lord. Ya  Ilahi, I agree, belief eats at a …

I sit with the inconsolable soul of the dark— The voices of pleasure in the deep woods

ISSUES

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