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Oskilo
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Nigeria
Creative writer, Poet, fantasy genre nut, listener and friend. I have a story to tell... want to read it?
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@warpedpoetic
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almost 3 years ago
Blockchain Poets
Loving me is a war no one wins
I'm going to break your heart. You will hate me when I'm done. The light will flash like a photograph & I'll be gone. It will be a magic trick until you see me wandering…
@warpedpoetic
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almost 3 years ago
Freewriters
My friend is gone 😭
Yesterday I learnt that someone dear to me had passed on. I knew that the situation was difficult—she had a heart condition—but I hoped that a miracle would make her live and…
@warpedpoetic
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almost 3 years ago
Freewriters
The alleluia anthology 3: The music of oghene
Bringing the vibe to your feet this is the tree that danced in your dream this is the dream. You wake to see your hands inside a grave. You are dragging your body out of…
@warpedpoetic
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almost 3 years ago
The Ink Well
Season of drought
Harmattan season finally came to warri but it was hot. The sun scorched the sand and the rivers almost knew thirst but the dry wind that rattled the zinc, the dust that almost…
@warpedpoetic
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about 3 years ago
Blockchain Poets
For the wind to suck
Call it what you will, I too have gathered the kindling of my body from your burning hands as you do your god's work. I have escaped into night like a lonely song escaping…
@warpedpoetic
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about 3 years ago
Blockchain Poets
Breathe
Tears itself can be rain—the way the earth comforts itself. Inside your body, a fire broods, a bat roosts, something soft lurks near the bend. Saliva is kiss—the way a body…
@warpedpoetic
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about 3 years ago
Blockchain Poets
Mouth full of aubades
This dance is too long. We have caught the stream on our feet & are shackled with stream vines. We can dance no more. The trees drag the clouds into our morning & the sky…
@warpedpoetic
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about 3 years ago
The Ink Well
The Viewing Chair
The soldier sat watching the pigeons flocking around him. They had finished the bread crumbs he had scattered on the ground and were obviously expecting more. 
