Hi, freewriters Long time no poetry, I've been busy with school and a lot of things coming up at once that I low-key forgot that I love to write, this poem is about the kind of…
The small church choir in Nkpor had not sung in three weeks. Their choirmaster, Sister Joy, traveled to Lagos and left them with one instruction - "keep rehearsing". But without…
It was dawn and the air smelled of damp moss and something faintly sweet and calming. Dahlya stood at the…
Mma Etim was 71 years old and she had the best garden in all of Use Offot. Her garden did not have flowers. It had bitterness. Scent leaves, bitter leaves, atama, afang, and one…
The prompt today is large. My grandfather died last year and left me only one thing. A large pair of brown shoes. I was angry. My cousins got land, got money. I got large shoes…
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