THE MARKET by Salam Adejoke
THE MARKET The market place is a city of madmen, Everyone does what everyone pleases, Clamouring chatters that never cease, Buy that, buy
Three poems by Bobbybryan Uzoma
Beneath a Withering Green i have seen death more times than i have experienced life. beneath a withering green the world plays out
Etymology of Bombs by Adedimeji Quayyim Abdul-Hafeez
Etymology of Bombs It’s dawn again and the Muezzin slams his voice against the tight walls guarding the realms of my sleep. Then,