
My autistic child
By Nancy Omorojor: My autistic child Mama worries that my mates have left me She never says it, she just smiles it to me The doctors and teachers call me special I’m not sure special is what I am, But…
By Nancy Omorojor: My autistic child Mama worries that my mates have left me She never says it, she just smiles it to me The doctors and teachers call me special I’m not sure special is what I am, But…
By Jessica-Ken: You can wish for a car or whatsoever and have yourself getting it if you’re pretty loaded with money. The situation was different for me. From a family having no silver spoon, I was raised and made to…
By Providence Oghenemarho Ikoyo: “What I like about photographs is that they capture a moment that’s gone forever, impossible to reproduce.” -Karl Lagerfeld Suddenly the elixir of happiness and inexplicable peace flew passed every nooks and crannies of my soul,…
By Mojisola Josephine Kuwadinu: Tears, everyone believe, are the lines of salty liquid trickling down our face, produced by the tear gland which is located in the eye. What if I tell you that tears, rather shedding tears, is therapeutic?…
By Jessy: Okay guys. This is neither a story nor a poem. Didn’t really know where to keep it, so I chose diaries instead (PLEASE OVERLOOK) When I was reading HIS SON from the beginning, I realized that I made…