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Saturday, 23 April 2016

She's proof that angels
Still walk among
us...

Posted by Pamilerin Jacob at 05:23

Domestic Violence

Mother is limping; a guerdon Of her encounter with Bash Ali, Our father; the embattled one. All lizards lie on their stomachs; We don...
Pornography

We want to watch our mothers Clamber the hills of ecstasy And briskly touch ourselves in pursuit. The father without shame pummels His d...
Two Patients: In the psychiatrist's office

"I cut myself", he said, "I cut myself", Twitching as the words Slipped off his lips, Psychiatrist; middle-aged woman...
A Pensive Song (For Juwon)

Where is the boy that shook hands with me Two full moons ago; My adopted brother whose blood Spiritual courses my veins? Where is the bo...
Three Dreams

Part 1: Wild Encounters Resting in my Mother's bosom, Surrounded by Edenic trees, The evening wind lulls me To a Jonah...
Lust

I had beaten my heart To a pulp, So much that I felt nothing anymore. But as she touched my face I felt a lightening bolt Bolt me in t...
To my Lover...

Kiss me, And i will forget Your sins.
Cancer

Like a cancer she Keeps popping up In my heart, Consuming consuming Consuming everything In her path.
Why...?

Like iron filing to magnet Evil attracts me. I am man. Man is evil. God is good. God hates evil. So why did he die for me? If you say b...
Wrong War

Eviscerate him! Eviscerate him! No. Embalm him with tyres And tell Sango Olukoso to hurl stones, heavy stones Upon this vermin, For 50...

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