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Editor's Desk 21 Comments

CHASING ROGUE

I started doing some contract work for a publishing firm in Yaba, and since the commute from where I live is murder, I had to temporarily move in with a

Poetry 3 Comments

Closet

The Closet, So cold, so closed, no air. My secret, Keep, I must. Two-spirited, Almost lost my self. Two faceted, I feel like a traitor. Years passing before my eyes