She has dozed off on your bed. You have only been friends for three weeks, but she discarded the pillow, clearly a sucker for propriety. Clad in an ...Read more
The heralding sound of death is unpleasant. Repelling. Described with many more miserable words. Yet, only the living say so. Not the dead. On the n...Read more
There's this widow and the mother of a stillborn, Always sitting at the market square to mourn, She's the fuel to the fire of women's gossip, She's ...Read more
BLURB The last statement at the ending is completely true👇🏾. I imagine that I write this down with as much flourish as I would've said it had we met ...Read more
There's a story we do for love ❤️ But nobody knows🙅🏾♀️ How it goes🤷🏾♀️ We were together when that story crashed—🌠 You believed that it was true💯 When I tol...Read more
We used to be best buddies 🫶🏾 We used to be best friends 🫱🏾🫲🏾 But now we are far apart 🫴🏾❤️🩹 And we don't see eye to eye 👁️👄👁️ But everytime I think about y...Read more
“Flame keeper.” Is the whisper That flits across my ear. “What?” Asks Zoster. “What, Audie did you say?” I wonder Did I say something just now? Woul...Read more