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Monthly Archives: March 2016
Till we meet again
Till we meet again “Afternoon. Are you going to Lagos?” asked the lady waiting her turn after me at the airline’s counter. I responded with a tentative yes. “Can you look after my daughter? Her father will come and pick … Continue reading
Dragonfly
Dragonfly I owe God a question And I know he will answer I love it when it rains I love the feel on my face I love the thunder I love the lightning I love the crashing of the waves … Continue reading
Reprieve
Reprieve It was hot It was dry It was so humid I could cry It was Lagos It was night It was Jos It was bright He was sweating on the bed She had rashes on her neck He scratched till it … Continue reading
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Illumination 