By Abdulkareem Abdulkareem (Pānini) In her dreams, she sees this baby as a silhouette walking on Sahara & she stretches her hand to the mirror calling this baby to...
Category - Fiction and Poetry
By Martin Ijir I Toil Through the Deep Come, let’s have this shower These October rains flood ridges of veins Dark and fluffy the moist raised hearts Dear lover...
By Chisom Charles Nnanna Dearest I know what it means to go the mirror & not find anyone in there, to scream until the walls shape-shift into maps / & the roof...
By Olugbade Majeed Abiola The green grass squad circumjacent in white hosting its habitual hoo-ha again, this time it’s a fete goods and commodities are the...
