Category: Poetry

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YOUR BODY TOO IS A HOME

Each morning, I eat the past with my breakfast and gulp my wishes with them. The more I chase them, the more they grow thorns on the basement of my...

Abiku by Wole Soyinka 0

Classic Poetry: Abiku by J.P Clark

Coming and going these several seasons, Do stay out on the baobab tree, Follow where you please your kindred spirits If indoors is not enough for you. True, it leaks...