To Touch Home I have managed to squeeze every bit of my body inside a green colored suitcase and I am going to find home in the mouth of a place whose fire has long eloped with the wind. I remember ho…
Poem: Vigil by Michael Akuchie
Vigil I lie awake, watching the moonbeam burst into my room through the window. I permit a traffic of thoughts to flow, to travel on the highway in my head. I starve myself of sleep and worship the ni…
Poem: Searchlights by Michael Akuchie
Searchlights We are runaway bodies seeking light in each other’s hearts. Like searchlights, we do not need the sun to direct us. We are enough for ourselves and we find love even in the darkest …
Poem: The Epiphany Is At Hand
The Epiphany is at hand by Gloria Chimelu Walking through earth’s realm, I behold mediocrity. I spit at it.I It is the norm, so acceptable, the crevice for cowardice. I look at their faces, aliv…
Poem: Conversations; Our U.S.A (United State Of Africa) by Vanessa Ezeokoye
Conversations; Our U.S.A( United State Of Africa) The questions seemed irrelevant, notably saddening, It came insecure and foretold discrimination. The smile on her lips dried up, As the caller asked…
Poem: Legend of The Danfo by Michael Akuchie
Poem: Legend of The Danfo weary from my interstate trip, i jump into a fast moving rusty bus. here it is called danfo. a legend worshipped and patronized by commuters. smartness is the law here. you e…
Diary: Poem by Michael Akuchie
Diary All the things you do to me will tread the path of unforgettable memories that I have patiently been recording all these many years. The words are calling your name; it becomes louder, countless…
Scars: Poem by Gloria Chimelu
Scars are all I have, Scars are all I am. Can’t I just vanish from earth’s timeline? Let me out of your mind, I don’t want to hurt you. A desolate city, a fallen empire A pretty way …
Paradise: Poem by Michael Akuchie
Paradise There is a place that I dream about. Happiness lives there. Love too. It is the space between your beautiful teeth, it comes to me now and I accept it. Baby, I love to feast my eyes on your g…
Poem: Housewives On A Rainy Day
Housewives on a rainy day The day was bright And all went right Our men had gone out to fight Against jobs that end at night Aaah! They came back so early Something that doesn’t happen daily Th…