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To My Passing Friend, Joshua.

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I can’t find myself listening to other songs. I have been playing the entire soundtrack of Bohemian Rhapsody that you sent me. I remember that night correctly, vividly. You were playing Love of my life by Queen, you were humming along too while Chuba and I discussed the exam we…

Alone

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He handed you a gun, “Shoot any herder that comes through that door, reserve one bullet for yourself, just in case.”   Shoving the black pistol into your grip he grabbed you by the neck and kissed your forehead first, before your nose and then your lips.   The kiss lasted barely a minute, with his…

Waves.

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Tip; To get the best feeling out of this story, it is advised you listen to Lupe Fiasco’s Slave ship(Interlude) on repeat while reading. There was chaos.  All around the boy was chaos. But it was welcomed chaos. Because now, they were no longer captives.  The ship was rocked by…

Iska | My Father’s children | Pen to Paper -Poetry Compilation By Victor Somtochukwu Nwankwo

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Iska   Darkness used to be cold, but now warmth is all I feel  In this enclosed shell of mine.    Madness used to drive me on, but now calmness is all I feel  I think it’s a sign, I might go, soon.    I was used to asking the color…