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My Husband And I – A Short Story By ‘Nobody’

Lara gazed at her full length at the mirror; satisfied by what she saw, she smiled to herself. She smoothened the hips of her flimsy knee length gown, she loved her hips, its one of her greatest physical asset. “Hmmm can’t wait!” she told herself...

Football: Can The Blue Cards wait?

Football’s disciplinary system is about to take a whole new look. In other words, discussions are underway regarding the introduction of a new card – the blue card. Unlike the iconic yellow and red cards, this innovation won’t be...

Every Day You Play – A poem by Pablo Neruda

Now, now too, little one, you bring me honeysuckle, And even your breasts smell of it. While the sad wind goes slaughtering butterflies. I love you, and my happiness bites the plum of your mouth. How you must have suffered getting accustomed to me...

We Are Masochists – A Poem By Fortune Omosola

We are Masochists We are the worst of the lying kind, The ones who thought they saw tomorrow. How can we heal while staying in a furnace? We are slowly drifting in a hollow. We are the niggardly ones who spend emotional currencies on mountain tops...

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