Paper planes are something of a metaphor. I see it now. A metaphor of life, of dreams and of the many times gravity couldn’t be defied
Pictures do not lie, until the days of Photoshop, but you cannot Photoshop the experience.
This was the thought that ran through my mind as I swiped through the gallery on Phil’s cracked phone screen Continue reading AWOOF DEY PURGE (tales of Philemon Omoluabi)
A LIFE IN ABEYANCE The torment we face as individuals on the path to greatness vary and differ, one man … Continue reading
Steps 1. Click the link, it takes you to a blog 2. Vote by making a comment on the poem … Continue reading Please vote for me