Poets' Thursday

Poets’ Thursday: Psalm for the Black

Black’s Artistic It carries hymns with it sailing the clouds of Universe Black’s Mystic On the floor canvas of Heaven it is painted Black’s the Ink For Deities to sketch life’s patterns Black’s the Link Between the Saints’ and the Devils’ dwellings Black’s the Wine Blood-red in the golden cup of Lovers Black’s Divine Martyrs […]

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Dear Mother

Dear Mother,   I hate cooking. I. HATE. COOKING. You know it never came naturally to me. I’ve always had to write down your recipes because I never really understood the entire concept of cooking. At first, I worried that maybe there was something wrong with me, I mean, every ‘normal’ girl should know how […]

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Understanding me – At 19

At 19, I decided I was no longer fine being normal. By normal I mean the kinda girl who accepted everything BS and all. The welcoming lady, with a perfect smile Quiet and shy and coy too, I guess. To make men feel less threatened, Speak only when spoken to, Keep your opinions to yourself, […]

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Winie Says…Forming

My people, it was another beautiful day, I was discussing with an acquaintance, when he mentioned that he uses fork to eat eba, because it gets messy on the hands. Just to be certain, I asked that he repeat himself, and he said it again. Messy on the hands kwa? Hian! I wasn’t quite sure […]

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What If

I was 18 when we broke up; 18 years, 11 months and 29 days old to be precise. He attacked my weight again, I remember it like it was yesterday. The first time he did it, I can’t remember what we were talking about but arthritis came up and he said I should watch my […]

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The Lectern: Black is Good

WAW confam home-boy, Vincent Nzemeke is back again. He’s on The Lectern for the March edition, and spitting controversy as usual, this time on the topic of the black man and racism. It’s not polite, it’s not prim, nowhere near proper…but well, Veen wrote it anyway. So enjoy – or not – let us read whatever you […]

CRIES OF THE MOON

At night the celestials are watching As the sun goes down and the tides are falling The shouting and honking subside And the troubles of the day put aside Slowly but surely the darkness appears Bringing solace to some but to others fear The night brings with it a certain chill While all appear calm […]