KING of the QUILL

The last time you said a prayer, The pain in your heart couldn't find the strength To morph into a word So all your quaking lips cou...

... Perhaps a poem Perhaps a pill Will fall from the aisle of your palm And plummet into the well of your throat. Perhaps a piece Per...

Given the media coverage and it's accorded prominence, the RMS Titanic and the tragic story of it's maiden and last voyage has found...

Aunt Precious, Precy for short was the last of my dad's siblings. She used to be a fair sweet aunt with a smile I used to lo...

The ten years grandma refused to remarry were the years I learnt that greed could make men dedicate a long time into getting wea...

The culture of our town like every other part of Africa was patriarchal. I'm not saying this to sound in line with the observations of m...

Grandpa used to say words were like soldiers, always coming home after being sent to the front lines of people's ears. He used to say it...