Krystal Pen

Fiction, Poetry and everything Literary. Every voice should be heard.

This shall not pass/ Poem/ Nemine, Funge-owei Michael

This too shall pass like hymens bruised by dark lonely nights this wealth that we reek of, too, like caterpillars and butterflies this greed that rewards us with white beards and others with immaculate arts of wizardry too, like milky skies and honey clouds But this shall not pass; this silence plaguing once lively rivers this black slicks floating on yellow surfaces this droplets of death revealed in letters Advertisements

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Dry Gin/ Short story/ Nemine, Funge-owei Michael

The pipes leading to my lungs got thinner and rusty. It was difficult to breath, like Kaduna was running out of air—even the sticky and adulterated form. I wanted to quit. Leave this little space. Place my heart on newly plowed fields, sprinkle water and let the sun stitch it. It is what you do to anything broken, everything shredded. After Halimah tore my heart into bits, I wanted another […]

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Excuses?/ By Edward Andrews/ Spoken word/ Video

“But there was a place he could find much rest just by peeping through his window to think” You need a muse to put the wheels of your Sunday morning on the road? Then watch this. It is powerful and inspiring. Share the Word!!! About the Author Edward Amonu Andrews Edward Amonu Andrews Born on 3rd March 1995 and raised in Ghana. He comes from a family of six and […]

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