THE CRY OF A STATE IN DEPENDENCE

  THE CRY OF A STATE IN DEPENDENCE I bid you to read my pain puckered lips. I am dying, drying, and daily decaying. My heart is powdered with ashes of agony. The horror of pain grips me with severe fury. My subjugators had struck me with beaters And now, my own scourge me with... Continue Reading →

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MY SONGLESS SONG

  MY SONGLESS SONG Conjoined. Cultivated. Fertilized. Fruitless. The soil in my womb, Have refused to grow lilies. Listen to my songless song. Fertility and barrenness, Have tussled to abide with me In my rich homelessness. The imprudence that dwells in me Disallowed my attention on them. Weeds browbeat my infant crops, Curtailing them from... Continue Reading →

“ART AND LITERATURE ARE ESSENTIALLY KNOWN TO HAVE MANY FAÇADES…” An Interview With The Author Of The Long Anticipated Novella- NOCTURNAL.

  MAYOR JAKE: It's exactly 12:15pm here Sir. So we'll start immediately with the interview, so as to end it on a favorable time. Our guest tonight is Ishola Abdulwasiu Ayodele. He is an Alumnus of the maiden edition of ANA/Yusuf Ali Creative Writing Workshop. His works have appeared on Short Story Day Africa, Kalahari... Continue Reading →

THEY AND US

  THEY AND US Cut off we are! Yes! Because we're meant to be. Placed on us was their loads, To measure our weight. Of course they know- That much we are in size. Easy will it be for them To execute their plots, Because we have failed To beat sleep off our eyes. We... Continue Reading →

I FRAINED

  I FRAINED Like I always wonder Like a lonely lad. How will our love go under Without us getting mad? How will we pinch fleshes out Of our pretty little hearts Without making that shout That could break our parts? How will we ask the sands To measure the amount Of love deposited in... Continue Reading →

EMERGE BY SHOBOWALE LUKMAN

  A lotus flower is known mostly to emerge from a murky pond, but there is something distinctive about these flower that made it a rallying point and my choice of title for this book. A lotus grows up in the most unusual place but grows in all shades of beauty away from its dirty... Continue Reading →

WE WON’T CRY

  WE'LL NOT CRY We'll not cry if you fart. The smell can't kill us. It can't even damage our noses. We'll still have the smell Of our mother's soup Running in and out of our holes. We'll not cry when we hunger. Stomach cries can't harm us. It can't even cry us. We'll still... Continue Reading →

I WANT TO GROW

  I was once a toddler Who toddle along With the world. I stir in whatever direction The wind shows up to me. My growth have I answered, So that I will walk faster In my own standard. So that I will call my name With my own mouth. So that I will eat good... Continue Reading →

MY TIME TO TELL

  MY TIME TO TELL We do laugh as we talk. Together, we do walk. I've never for once thought That this would be short. I've always imagined That it was machined, So it will be so trying For us to be kept drying. Until you just told me suddenly. You don't want to be... Continue Reading →

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