COVID- 19: Maintain The Distance, But Stay Together Apart.

A lot has been said –punch lined, sung (even Cardi B), discussed and the list goes forth, about the Corona Virus Pandemic (COVID -19) and this is not far from it. Maybe there’s a lot that can be done but wouldn’t be, […]

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Breath To A Flame

These words keep escaping with the void I find myself, so I breathe… Whether slowly or fast paced, these itching ears begin to writhe; Far from home, but no spidey senses, It’s strange, but the doctor isn’t me; I’ve sinned a lot […]

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Broken Pieces

Uche, a friend of mine, and I decided to share wits on same topic, and here’s what we have, enjoy: Broken pieces write the most. Their etches are not understood, so they hurt the most. They lie without form, the same way […]

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CONFESSIONS OF A PRODIGAL | MOWA

I always thought I couldn’t enter without getting struck by lightening. Amidst all my courage, the journey was still frightening; The door wasn’t locked, it never was. I guess you left it that way so I would never get lost. It had […]

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Goodbyes

Ever dreaded saying goodbye?Then this is for you

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Love is.

Was actually watching a movie but our ‘love’ decided to put out the light at its crux and so decided to do this… I really don’t want to do an introduction, just read! Love is cigar It deserves to get lit Not […]

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Sweater Girl | MOWA

Everyone feels indeed pressed by what’s going on around them, and most times become prey to their temptation. This succinct piece depicts the flow from being a low self esteemed personality to a path of increased self worth. Lemme not spoil it […]

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Beauty For A-shes 2 | Mowa

Before now………………………………………………………………I always thought the church had hated prostitutes, an irony, cos twas supposed to be a home for destitutes. I couldn’t relate to Lydia, Esther or RuthI wasn’t like them and that was the truth.I was a Gomer, a Rahab and […]

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Beauty for Ashes | Mowa

Lost?We’re here. He told me to be silentbut didn’t stoptill he broke the hymen…Defiled my body. But that was by the side. What he actually did,wasto rape my mind;A strange fire was lit that none could quench,And my soul was filled with […]

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KING OF THE STREET; SLAVE TO SIN

King of the street is a special poem finely written in Pidgin, a language widely spoken in this side of the world.When asked what the inspiration to this poem was, the writer had this to say… “T’was past 4am I think, and […]

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The Choirmaster Wants To Marry Me | The Concluding Part

‘What is wrong with you! How can you throw away a big contract that’ll change our lives forever? You are going to do as I say!’ he released my hand and sighed.‘They are in town and want to meet with you tomorrow. […]

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The Choirmaster Wants To Marry Me | Surrealism

…Knowing this, that our old man is crucified with him, that the body of sin might be destroyed, that henceforth we should not serve sin. Romans 6:6.God spoke to me through this scripture and I thought to share it with you. It […]

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The Choir Master Wants To Marry Me | The Dream

My hand went up. When I looked around and saw I was one raising my hand, I quickly put my hand down. But the choirmaster had already seen me. ‘That sister over there. Come out.’ I felt faint. All eyes were on […]

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POEM | I Smell Christmas

  The smile, the upthrusting joy, the lights, the beautiful jingles, the amazing decorations,  the cosy family gatherings, those wonderful delicacies, the cocktails and yes! the cock’s family. – I SMELL CHRISTMAS – Oftentimes i get confused; Now, maybe more perplexed than […]

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POEM: A little lot of you.

Dunno what intro to begin with….📣📣How often do I miss you?Everyday! I wouldn’t mind if I had a little lot of you with me at all times. A special poem.   A little lot of you. Is it the scent or you?That turns […]

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