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Contrition

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Contrition, our first poetry zine is out now!

You can download the file here in either epub or pdf:

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Cleopatra

She belonged to nobody. Dancing under the club lights, from the right angle, you could swear she was a phoenix and likewise, she left an inferno-like trail- a bloody trail of hearts, multiple missed appointments, vainly juxtaposed feelings and false judgements. In each recipe, served to those in concern, there were constituents of temperamental bitterness.

She always loved to search for the soft…

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H.O.M.E

One fateful Friday, I woke up to a message from my dad telling me to come home for the weekend. He had called my friend to tell me this, because he knew that I probably wouldn’t have picked his call.

I reluctantly agreed because:

– I’d run out of excuses.

– I missed my baby brother.

At about 2:44pm, this friend walked up to me and asked if I was still going home. I said yes, but he didn’t believe…

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The Miserable Life of Ade #5

Laja walked casually through the street until he arrived at his workshop, his black cap covering more than half of his face, and his brown leather shoe shining brand new.

“Wow, you arrived before me.” Ade was resting on the wall leading into the workshop

“I beat you to it today” said Ade playfully. Laja opened the lock and hung his cap before entering inside

“Were you able to paint anything…

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My Darkest Days

From the writer of our ongoing series “the miserable Life of Ade”. Oyeoluwa Onafeso weaves another tale of despair, karmic justice, and sacrifice. Enjoy

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We sat silently in our small bedroom, it was the sudden movement of the old rusted fan that broke the awkward silence. Distant screams of ‘Up nepa, up nepa” penetrated the walls. I stared at Dunni’s pale face, she was evidently distraught,…

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08-05-2014. Dear Diary,

Today was the best day ever. I still haven’t recovered from it.

So remember when I said I thought Jenny might be pregnant, because she was actually all strange and secretive? I found out why. She invited George to her graduation ceremony. I couldn’t be more mad at her. She kept apologising, and I understood. She didn’t want to be without her parents on such a day. I even…

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The Miserable Life of Ade #4

Leave this place now” yelled Chief Akinde, “I never want to see you with my daughter, I never want you to set your eyes on her.” Chief Akinde’s fury was a mixture of thunder and earthquake, his entire body shook from the trouble he was about to unleash. Ade quietly backed out till he was out of the room, he wondered how it was possible for a lion to birth a sheep, he could tell from the ire in…

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Never Have I Ever

I have never known comfort

like in your arms

I have never known happiness

like each moment with you

I have never known fear

like the thought of you leaving

I have never known cold

like the reality of your absence

I have never known emptiness

like the space in my bed

I have never known grief

like the news of your demise

I have never known tears

like those I shed on your grave

I have never known…

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The Miserable Life of Ade #3

Part 1

Part 2

Moments later, Ade trailed behind the man as he walked down to his carpentry shop. The Carpenter bought food on the way for the both of them and it marvelled Ade to think he had just experienced the kind of good luck the man was talking about. He had only come to get a free smoke and now he was on his way to getting a job along with a free breakfast.

“There are different kinds of…

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Nephilim

They embarked on what was forbidden

A bond so perfect it had to be of sin

Yet it earned the ire of none who knew

Except she whose patience had run thin

She had prophesied that theirs would not last

But he was a man of neither mosque nor church

Just a mere mortal blinded by his own vision

Believing he had found the end to his search

For she was a goddess of very little flaw

And despite how she…

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The Miserable Life of Ade #2

We give you the second part of The Miserable Life of Ade by Oyeoluwa Onafeso this week. You can read #1 here

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Ade now slouched as he walked home, his legs dragged on the ground and he was much slower in pace. On the street that housed where he stayed were children playing football, most of them…

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The Miserable life of Ade #1

The sun was bright yellow and the sky was a faded blue. In the intense heat of the sun stood a young man in threadbare clothes with a cigarette lit between his lips. He was lanky, and his shirt was oversized. He puffed out smoke from his lungs in grand style, alternating between his nostrils and his mouth. When he was done smoking, he flung the residual into the packed gutter and strode away…

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Agbo-Ile

I was not raised on jazz Unless it was an orchestration Against the ajo-aya whose misfortunes Were the only music to our ears

I was conceived not out of love But used as leverage pending my birth Where the shaft between my legs Put me ahead of the competition

If you had reached the earth before me And your DNA only matched mine halfway I owed you nothing but a greeting in the mornings ‘Egbon mi’…

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The Gospel of Mark

If God could see you now

You think this but you also thank him that He can’t You hope he can’t Because right now you wouldn’t trade Mark for God Mark with the short hair your hands are currently gripping Mark with the stubble that is raising red bumps down your neck Chest Navel Mark with the ungodly hands gripping your thigh Mark moving inside

If Mary birthed Jesus by laying with the Holy Spirit Y…

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Friends With Hate

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A little sound session to start off your day.

As always you can email us at [email protected] if you’ve got a story you want heard

We wish you a very happy Saturday. May your colours ever be bright

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#podcast #rap #real friends

I Forgive You

“I forgive you”

I have said these three words to people a lot. I can’t even count how many times I have said them. Thinking about it now I can count how many times I meant them.

It is easy to say “It’s alright. I forgive you” but have you really? People say a lot of things just to get people off their back. These words are definitely one of them.

Some people have too much space in their heart I…

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#nonfiction

Annity #011

Over the years, you begin to feel like a zero-dimensional being in a world of endless dimensions,

operating constantly in an enclosed space,

repeatedly feeling out of place, like a waste of space.

With time to unveil the truth and tell the difference,

you begin to feel like Atlas-the weight of the world upon your shoulders,

and when you reminisce, it’s glaring that your life isn’t as horrible…

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