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To be a black woman is to sit at the bottom of the barrel Difficult and callous Like your natural hair No one can run their hands through it, through you. Hurt and hurtful You remind these men of what is means to be black No gleeful... Read More
This is not a poem So don’t judge it by your poetry standards This is my heart bleeding But not on pen and paper It bleeds on a keypad of a Mac book It hurts deeply, but my pretty face covers it Perfectly! Is it just the face? Could it be years of... Read More
In celebration of Bloomsday, the Embassy of Ireland in Nigeria has launched a writing competition. Bloomsday is the commemoration of the life and works of James Joyce, the great Irish writer. Every year on June 16, readers of James Joyce and... Read More
Love The rhythm to my soul The word that cracks me open Spilling every bit of happiness in me Love The only thing I crave to feel Every morning when I wake up And every night when I sleep Love The one that makes me subconscious Ignoring... Read More
Are you a poet looking for a poetry contest to submit your poem? Blue Mountain Arts is currently running its 36th biannual poetry contest. The prizes for the contest are: 1st Prize: $350 2nd Prize: $200 3rd Prize:... Read More
1 sometimes, you walk like the flapping udder of a cow because you’re tired too tired of being in a home that hurts like hell because of your father 2 as a toddler, “baba” was the next best word on your tongue after... Read More
That strong she You assume she can handle things until she failsYou assume she has it all figured out but she doesn’t You assume she has all the attention but she doesn’t You assume she doesn’t need you but she does You... Read More
This red apple orchard is more akin to a garden where Eve sleeps sweetly and wakes to bite anew each morning This den of thieving wolves stinks with the scent of the hunted where bones are gnashed and claws are sharpened with precision ... Read More
Bees buzz and birds sing as wars rage and cities crumble but we’re sure to survive the wrath with royal jelly in our blood and a chain of thorns that bind the balance between order and chaos in this world Sun shines and spring blooms as... Read More