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Komodo Dragon 23 Aug 2013 | 01:51 pm
Staring menacingly at all observers You being the greatest observer of all Claws scraping the loose earth Scaly tail weaving through the sky Rocky exterior grinding rock Squinty eyes seeing...
Spiritual Attack 23 Aug 2013 | 01:47 pm
NNEKA WENT to work in spite of what happened the previous day. Yesterday, she arrived at work and stared blankly at the Finacle software after she tried to log in for the fourth...
Deletion 23 Aug 2013 | 01:00 pm
I HAVE given much thought to dying since I discovered my fate. I try to get used to the idea of death, to resign myself. Thoughts of the last minute, of falling into...
From Picture to Text: Negotiation between Art and Literature 23 Aug 2013 | 01:00 pm
NO TWO fields of thoughts within the realm of comparative artistic discourse have so much dissected and reinvented itself, illuminated and captured the representational framework of each other, than t...
Commonwealth Short Story Prize 23 Aug 2013 | 02:22 am
Commonwealth Writers has re-focused its prizes to concentrate only on the Short Story. It will no longer offer the Commonwealth Book Prize. The Commonwealth Short Story Prize is part of Commonwealth W...
WriteHouse Notable Series 23 Aug 2013 | 02:19 am
WriteHouse Collective NuStreams Conference Centre, KM 110, Abeokuta Road, Off Alalubosa GRA, Ibadan Tel: 0809 816 4359 | 0818 188 0536 Email: write@writehouse.com.ng |www.writehouse.com.ng Announcin...
Fluoride for the road 22 Aug 2013 | 12:47 am
I’ll drink from the water fountain fluoride dispensers and corrode my pineal gland because my dreams are already dead best not to think too much or you’ll think of a way...
At the Heart of Me 22 Aug 2013 | 12:45 am
Notes ÿ The young woman sitting in the heart passes the following identity tests: Murielle Nanié, Miss Côte d’Ivoire 2008 and a former classmate of mine. The school was Blaise Pascal, the nationally.....
Red Lace 22 Aug 2013 | 12:38 am
THE FIRST sign of trouble that Wednesday afternoon was a woman in a blouse and matching Ankara wrapper, marching out of the dressing room where she had disappeared few minutes earlier, headed towards....
Ziphozonke 22 Aug 2013 | 12:37 am
Unrequited My open mind My listening ear Heard with soul That once sweet ballad Of you You placed bare feet on a heart Timing the beat perfectly Syncing your leap I sunk...
