My dreams wake me up much too early so that I have to sit up in the dark and in the stink of the overcrowded room, waiting for the day to break. It is annoying that our room holds a certain smell like okro soup turned sour for three days. Most of the adults here hardly take […]
Dreams That Don’t Get Wet – Short Story by Dorcas Agbogun
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Do We Go To Heaven When We Die? – Poetry
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Some people believe ‘Life is damn hard No God cares a fuck about you’ Some people believe ‘Love is painful Ain’t worthy of love’ Some people believe ‘Wealth is not spiritual Poverty is a virtue’ Some people believe ‘We go to heaven when we die No, hell Probably purgatory’ However, They forget that The universe […]
The Proposal- Poetry
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I remember the first time I proposed to a girl I was only 4years old and I had no ideas what I was doing But I knew one thing for sure Since the day she walked into our maths class Nothing has made sense ever since Except that my heart beats faster everytime she walks […]
Journey To Neverland- Short Story
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‘If our sister dies, you will be in soup,’ Alister said and then hung up What have I gotten myself into? I wondered out loud as I started to dial Abraham’s number. The line wasn’t connecting but I kept on dialing. I did not bargain for all this rubbish. How can Alister call to threaten me? […]
The Lady From Wasinmi- Short Story
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It may sound absurd, but I use to hate staying with people, these people – except Joel. I had become everyone’s banter, the laughing stock, the uncivilized, the poor thing, accented in native Ondo language. Was it even my fault? I wish I hadn’t told Batya my hometown, the place I had lived for sixteen […]
Nirvana- Poetry
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Identity… is not just a name It’s a face, a soul, spirit contained in a body A laughter resurrected by experiences, memories. My childhood, The rain as it splattered against my skin, I remember The exact ring of laughter, The colour of my underwear a dying shade of pink almost unsure of its clan Is […]
“Not an Ogbanje” – Poetry
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Knife scars Serrated her back and front Like the beak of a swordfish Her ears were notched Her iyi uwa was destroyed No hope of returning to the indoors A baby is born Fresh as dawn No scars, no notched ears Alas, It was still As a statue But there were no signs of Ogbanje-lity […]