Literary works

8:00 am, and all was squeaky clean at the tiny apartment I shared with my family in one of the slums that...

He said you'd be a boy, and I thought blue I knew my love would be tried and true I wondered if yours would be too...

There are several reasons why I am still awake. My room is dark and hot extremely hot - so hot; sweat is pouring...

I was two when my baby boy-sister was born. My Dad had been reiterating that I would get a baby brother.

I am but a vision a weak illusion of her you do not want me I am but a fleeting memory gone with the delicate...

There was a boy, one who learnt the synonym of anger is pain. He tells the story...

As for love, In strings of hope I see through tradition the gasps of grief from lost dreams. And burned love...

My sister lies on the ground with her legs wide open, her wig by her side. Its many strands spread out in the...

Papa had a different side to him when he was with his Chi than I had seen when he had just finished beating...

Everyone remembers how the intruders came through the forest and on the water. We remember...

My wardrobe is a mess. Has been for a few weeks now and every weekend, amongst other things, I add “declutter...

I read your words Years after the grim’s scythe Tore through the dark...

Twenty healthy brown African clawed dogs, Racing away with eighty brown leather bags...

Mother’s love Undying, though she’ll exit It travels through eternity...

Begin in the name of the highest Supreme Being. He or she has created you and...

Osiki, god of pestle and mortar, do you not hear hungrier children, At the crest of the lake, in...