Musings Under The Almond Tree
The birds chirped in unison, leaves rustled through the field covered in soft carpets of grass, the winds blew through every space they found, and the clouds stood at a…
The birds chirped in unison, leaves rustled through the field covered in soft carpets of grass, the winds blew through every space they found, and the clouds stood at a…
On The Other Side Of The Fence - #dailyprompt The fence in our backyard had been there before I was born. Papa said never go near it after 6pm. "On the other side of the…
I saw today's prompt and I just stared at it for some seconds - "going through the archway". Immediately I pictured an old gate in my mind. You know that kind of gate you see in…
At every festival, someone brings the costume that steals the show. I saw it at the village square. Red dust, white canopies, drums beating. Then he appeared — big black…
In my village, there was a fence no one was allowed to cross. It was behind Mama Nkechi's compound, made of old bambooo and palm leavees, but everyonee said if you lookedd over…
just one more kilometre. This word just reminded me of trekking for school.....😂😂😂UNIZIK. Every morning when I am already tired and sweating, I will tell myself just one…
If you are from Anambra, you must have heard of Igbo-Ukwu. Many people think bronze work only came from Benin or Ife. But in a small town called Igbo-Ukwu in Anambra State…
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