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Love is Light and Blood

Some pieces escape the mind and become a body – they grow their eyes and ears and mouths and a heartbeat – a song that does not die – an undefined breath. This is one of them. On a night coloured with no stars, love is light and blood. Because Read more…

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A Heaving Something

A Review which is not a full review but a subtle retelling of Damilola Mike Bamiloye’s Bosom Fire. A heaving something. Death comes in riddles dished by darkness. Sacrificing your freedom on its altar is not an impossibility for a powerful evangelist like you, Steve, prayers do not rule out Read more…

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A mirror of God’s beauty

For Mrs Ogunnoiki, July 26. Do I over-express? Well, how do we celebrate a golden woman on her golden birthday? Do we teach stars to dance for someone they imitate? Do we instruct the clouds to resist the sun for something brighter – to weave this woman’s name onto the Read more…

By ife, ago