A stream flowing to the desert; It is your life. At the mercy of men and elements Housed in street corners and culverts With neither identity nor address Like the proverbial snail Dragging your shell along Until the curtain falls And Nature calls you to bed Submitted byBalogun Joseph Olufolahan
Poetry – Paupers
Short Story – Dreams From The Other Side
“Mama, mama” The shouts of Ikenga’s shrill voice filled the whole compound. Nkechi immediately left pounding the cassava which was to serve as breakfast for the family to see what could be the matter with her beloved son. “Mama see what I caught” Ikenga said as he proudly gave her the bush meat one of […]
Poetry – A Countryman
Like a beat-box, I paused without restraint, being rueful of my state of seize-less tears, because my fatherland has made us fatherless, in the middle of an ocean. Though they dream of a better nation, but the foundation was faulty, because tribalism was embedded rather than selflessness, our leaders from the onset set their personal […]
Poetry – Image
What about us? the silent wildcats the homegrown refugees the very one your generation breeds through mutually detached consents I am your hateful image the unwelcome guest at your feasts I am the patron of homeless homes the treaty of hopeless aids I am the skinny, the unleashed the beauty of aimless maids I am the […]
Poetry – The Naked Company Of May
Fifth from the very first and hidden somewhere between the rest, she is conceived by intercourse between the start and the end. May pulls the sun to a halt and places the rain at its best, Letting the cats and dogs loose for the clouds to expend. She makes the colors of summer time give […]
Short Story – Abortion
Over here, the music comes from our hearts. There is no disruption in the flow that defines our connection. I was not always here, though I believe this was my origin. I remember there was no rejection, the only emotion that struck me was fear and not mine. The orientation explained that I would be […]
Short Story – The Quest
Determined to posses the bones that give power, I had come a long way. I crossed the black sea and the forest of snakes, killed the great dragon, protector of gods, and made it through the valley of scorpions. I, Lisbon, absorbed into me, the thunder bolts of Zanga, and also killed Zenga, brother of […]






