Adjust that lens!

      Oooh ooh there he went again,walking as slow as a snail,having his red big eyes married to the ground,no ant dared tread on his path.He carried the big tray wide enough to feed ten children on his head as his triceps and leg muscles got sweaty,i knew with such look, he could…

The Diary of a Perfect Day

​     Opaque soft azure appeal, with a surface broken by brown trails that flows and mixes with an elusive inconsistency. It pleads with me that it does not like the Nigerian sun and does not wish to be on a wall. I go on spinning the rollers. “Then you would love the moon” I…

Cut that Rope!

​    Like a pregnant woman pushing hard to flush the little being out of her,I pushed with all my might,I struggled with the hands pulling me down,the ropes used in holding me to the long flat bed felt tighter as I wrestled more with them.I just wanted to move forward!     I remembered…