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LU – “Untitled”
Feelings that can’t be explained Emotions that can’t be understood Thoughts that can’t be brought to life My lack of interest My self-control that has been weakened Things that don’t excite me anymore My thirst to return home Anger + sadness + fear = uncertainty I keep saying it’s one of those nights But it’s… -
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Akande Eniola – “Melancholia”
That post-breakup period is usually the worst, your mind drums up tortured images of your times together; of the times together you missed; of her wrongs; your wrongs; twisted half-remembered versions of maybe you should have done this; maybe you shouldn't have done this; to make her feel your pain? Let her heart bleed as… -
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Osagioduwa Agbonifo – “Dear Concerned Friend”
Dear Concerned Friend, I know you are not just curious, You are confused How is she feeling? What happened again? Why won't she just talk to me? Is it that bad? Whats her own sef, we all have problems? I know, I am sorry I can't help you there. I am sorry I can't cure… -
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Sule Joseph – “Gloom of a Forest”
My skin is not telling the truth, my teeth are the symbol of yellow, my appearance is calling the odds, who can I turn to? they all think I am strong. Yes! I am. I am the mighty land that suffers the eruption of the wicked rock, its weight is so heavy: my land is… -
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Michelle Camilla – “Listen”
Dear black Zimbabwean parents, Depression neither a demonic possession, Nor is it a “white people’s disease.” Depression is many things, Many sleepless nights, Begging ourselves to cry silently or risk being heard. Days that bleed into nights. Depression is placing mascara onto lifeless eyes; And lipstick over the voice that wants to cry for help.…
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