Yesterday I trekked to the market square. During my lonely trek I met old friends and distant relatives. As noted before, in Africa we place
Day: Oct 26, 2019
A poem for Ovim, Isuikwuato
Morning wakes with the sun Windy clouds, happy yawns Quiet town, down the hill Misty paths, birds sing With the forest’s inhabitantsTall palm trees stand
Shameless Love by Okoroji Chidiebere Alexander
They say I love you, Yeah I do, I’m shameless about it, I’m weak to confront you, Your very appetites, As I find no alternative.
