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Updates from the Wolf

Greetings Hivers, it's been a while since I've posted and maybe some of you were wondering where I've been or what I've been up to. Rest assured I'm still here,...

A Lone Black Ant| AN ORIGINAL POEM

Twirling on my desk Roundabout my files A lone, black ant In a scout for crumbs of sugar Paraded itself like a pageant My thumb is raised To thunder below To sn...

The Future| AN ORIGINAL POEM

The future does not come To you like the balls of doughnuts in a showglass Nor does it come To you like the brilliant colours of the rainbow The future does not...

My father's culture| POETRY

the culture of the cross spreads out from the tongues of prophets & clergies its ways so tender like wool but they throw bayonet at those who don't raise the fl...

Void| POETRY

I know of woman's privilege: Say a woman walks into a space and there's an outpour of warmth to envelope her body because she's a woman. Also say a woman drops ...

Weight of loss| POETRY

at the tap of catalysm we scoop the voice of a nightingale to sing psalms reaching God's bosoms. call it anything you like, a ritual of a mad man because you fe...

WAR| POETRY

there's something about war; its cicatrixes are always mint. how does diplomacy wash a land drenched with blood? do biafrans forget the massacre? do we forget o...

Town Criers| ORIGINAL POETRY

A time comes they beat their gongs in grins and generous palms. Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! The rattles spread round the city then, we assemble ourselves with s...

My Country Denies Me of Marigolds| POETRY

I wake every morning into a circus of worries— what doom will this country birth today? and it's just what it's; my country is a museum for grief. I want to lan...

Lost| AN ORIGINAL POEM

Everything I love is always on the move, say they don't wait for me like God & like my ex-lover from whom I learned love could also be a metaphor for fire. Drea...

OCD Daily: Issue #773

OCD DAILY - Issue 773 Welcome to the 773rd issue of @OCD Daily! Issue 759 highlights content from five (5) Hive Content Creators! The OCD team continues its sea...

What kind of love?| POETRY

We sit behind our television sets watch the players evoke spells with their feet. We cheer them on to our desired goal post as though we own them. We strip off ...

To the old man I walked past today| ORIGINAL POETRY

If you see the old man with wrinkles, tattered cloth and an osseous chest, tell him I wasn't grasped by the raucous songs flailing into my ears via my earpiece,...

A Walk Into Motherland| POETRY

motherland screams my name as i lay on my half-eaten bed. she doesn't call me by my Christian name; she calls me by the name that thunders my identity. i open m...

Susceptible| POETRY

and death will not leave anything untouched not the man who pulls out every carnage from people's throats with words of the cross not the rich that unearth priv...

Maybe, I'll never understand Death| POETRY

Sometimes, I wish death is a guest we have to welcome with a queue of preparations— Say we hold a banquet for Death on his first visit. So, it enters our househ...

A parched mouth| AN ORIGINAL POEM

A parched fig tree mocks a mouth— a man is wedged into a mendicant, he would stretch himself into his family's & acquaintances' heart but a miser is a padlocked...

LeoFinance x CUB Weekly Community AMA Session #1 | LeoBridge, Kingdoms and LeoFinance in 5 Years

https://youtu.be/R9HHvB88v3Y Yesterday we held the first ever LeoFinance x CUB AMA session. Each Friday, we'll meet as a community and do these AMAs to talk abo...

YooShi Token Debuts On Hotbit, Soars Over 600% In Few Hours

The cryptospace seems to be in a season of meme tokens. Only a few hours ago, a new community-driven meme token known as YooShi debuted on the well-known Hotbit...

Plain| AN ORIGINAL POEM

a boy in a Palestine cell can't tell you his lover serenades him like a constellation of stars does to the night. a mother in Gaza can't tell you flowers are be...