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Dried Ink

THE MAN

Favour Emma

I remember a time I spoke with my father. It was a cool evening and he was in the middle of choosing between a nap or watching the news. I asked him “Daddy, where do babies come from?”. He peered down at me, confused, and then looked around as if searching for an emergency exit.… Continue reading THE MAN

Dried Ink

SHE

Favour Emma

She was all flavors of chocolate -milk, hazel and dark She had the stars in her eyes and the universe in her afro She had the strength of a thousand men resting on her hips And the sweetness of honey dripping from her lips   She had the eyes of an eagle and the power… Continue reading SHE