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Author: Awosusi Oluwabukunmi Abraham

Awosusi Oluwabukunmi Abraham is a student at the University of Ibadan, Department of History. A member of the Lyceum organization UI, A poet, essayist, and short-story writer. Hails from Ekiti State, Nigeria. His works have been featured on Merak magazine, Kalahari magazine, poetry anthologies and other places. He greatly believes in the concept of a cultural renaissance.
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In This Godforsaken City

imageByAwosusi Oluwabukunmi AbrahamOctober 17, 2019
In This Godforsaken City
The sole meaning of life is to serve humanity. ― Leo Tolstoy      We live here. In this city. A Godforsaken one. We live in wooden houses, brick ones, painted building, muddy cottages. We live in owned mansions—we also live in a rented house even worse- face-me&slap-you.

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A Letter to her

imageByAwosusi Oluwabukunmi AbrahamApril 8, 2019
A Letter to her
He decided to write her…. Dear Sweets, I never thought the time we shared could be so little, yet your image is still vivid in my mind. Sometimes I tried to think all was a dream, thinking you’re a goddess showering my dreams with splendour but every time your smile still

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What’s unfortunate?

imageByAwosusi Oluwabukunmi AbrahamJanuary 26, 2019
What’s unfortunate?
We both lean on this terrain Throwing pebbles into this river, You said you are mine forever Both hot and cold no matter the weather. We both read Donne in this room, Danced to Nina tone in this room, Lay your back on my cozy bed And swear to me till you’re dead. We both

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Hope & Prayer

imageByAwosusi Oluwabukunmi AbrahamJanuary 6, 2019
Hope & Prayer
I heard father once said;Son, things will get better soon.Mother launches into fastingNothing is beyond prayer’s power’ She said. Days of unaccomplished dreams count years.Still, mother launches into prayer and sings the rhyme of hymns. Sons and daughtersdevelop

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