[tabby title="Poet Bio"] I saw you last on my grandmother’s zinc wall, smiling and promising housing. She’s gone now, and so is her papier mache home and her sandcastle dreams, burnt by a lack of electricity and an abundance of...

this week's writing prompt: Liberation Day Today is Liberation Day in Uganda. On this date in 1986, after a five year civil war, the National Resistance Army (NRA) led by Yoweri Museveni, took power from the military junta led by...

[tabs tab1="Poet" tab2="Poet Bio"] When times are tough and there’s nobody to help me, i’d rather pick my things and leave than beg through the years to come. Because of the years to come, i don’t think I’ll make the...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] Sensibility hung on the monument of life; the full breath of faith in humanity slowly exhaled through the flared nostrils of injustice - how foul the instinct of those claiming to be fair in a world where...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] My smile is what you never want to see, My weaknesses is the only thing you seek, My blood, you always want to sip, Heaven is what you will never see, My fiendish friend, you want me...