The Smoking Pot
Dibia Okamma sat in his shrine communing with the gods, his eyes fixed on the cowrie shells. Few...
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Posted by Chukwu Dominic | Jul 13, 2018 | Fiction |
Dibia Okamma sat in his shrine communing with the gods, his eyes fixed on the cowrie shells. Few...
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Just yesterday you lay by my side, Just yesterday you were mine. The feelings I could not hide,...
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Mother thinks I do not remember her anymore. She thinks I left her behind on leaving home for this...
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Most brilliant writers have come to see that writing is more of an experience than a skill. One of...
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