As I write this post I laugh at myself. It is really so funny. I have created more than 80 posts on this website!
This space I created for rants, batter and all things chaos, has evolved into a creative platform. A space where writers can come to as a resource and encouragement, my personal online portfolio, the origin of a wonderful community.
Growing is an essential aspect of our lives and as a writer, if you want to keep writing you need to move on to greater heights of development and learning. How can you do that?
Hey guys! So I’ve been writing an Chapbook. Called Indigo girl. And there is this particular poem; decomposed. I’d love if you could read it and tell me how you feel about it. You can drop something kind in the comments section.
We can not have life has we want, has majority of us would want. Why? Because a system of electoral manipulation, anarchy and violence reigns among African countries, and the so-called “political fathers” consider themselves above the law, above correction, above equity. This is not right!
