Fiction and Poetry
DARK ODYSSEY Before the grave becomes her home, My grandmother once told me that Hope…
How neatly you tucked yourself between my arms; how delicate you appeared, like the pieces…
First, find the cracks in His silence. The spaces between thunderclaps, This is where He…
My parchments know what ill is best captured in fear. By Obongofon Etuk When tedious…
Tunde loved you, and his mistake was making that love too obvious. It was too…
By Abigail George There is hope born in death and death born in hope These…
When the laughter finally died down, he was told that his hands bore no blood.…
By Azaiouris Y. Zeon chapter 1: like how the blue sky translates into a dark…
Original Psalms is remarkable for the punchy brevity of its episodes, which goes directly to…
You try to distract yourself from these thoughts by counting the number of motorcycles speeding…