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Am I Still Beautiful?
(Poetry)
6-01-2006
by EUCHARIA IGWe Nee-Chukwuma
I am a Beauty eventhough my eyes are not blue
I am a Beauty eventhough my nose is not pointed
I am a Beauty eventhough my lips are wide and thick
I am a Beauty eventhough my hair is not blonde
I am eventhough my chest is not huge
I am...
Blind Spot!
(Short Story)
15-02-2009
by EUCHARIA IGWe Nee-Chukwuma
Blind Spot!
Prologue: Blind Spot is what others, [the public] knows about you that you are not aware of. Goal is to try and minimize ones blind spot as much as possible. Sometimes painful to become aware of ones blind spot, but it is worth it-...
Love, Oh! Love
(Poetry)
1-02-2009
by EUCHARIA IGWe Nee-Chukwuma
Love, oh! Love
We all invoke your name time after time
We all claim to know or have you at some point
What are you exactly? Just a feeling or just a word?
Only if we always truly mean it, the world will be better
Love, oh! Love
You are one,...
Ode to Africa
(Poetry)
12-12-2008
by EUCHARIA IGWe Nee-Chukwuma
Oh! Africa, oh! Sweet motherland
Many that is known by most as one
From Nigeria, S. Africa, Ghana, Liberia, Senegal, Zimbabwe, Tunisia, Congo, Mali, Morocco, Namibia, Angola, Gabon, Sudan, Egypt, Niger, Ethiopia, Libya, Uganda, Kenya, Cameroon,...
Pandemonium-Brother Killing Brother!
(Short Story)
16-05-2009
by EUCHARIA IGWe Nee-Chukwuma
The day was Monday, February 28th 2000, the very dawn of the new millennium with millennium fever still in the air. The day started for my mother and I like the day before it, very ordinary. If only we knew what was to happen later that day. My...
The day I became a Mamiwata
(Short Story)
1-02-2009
by EUCHARIA IGWe Nee-Chukwuma
My big brother Iyke landed that hot, Saturday afternoon full of stories and pictures from his overseas travels. We devoured the stories like food. My mother was extremely happy to see her long lost son. For a while, none of us had known his...
The Silent Killer in the African Culture
(Opinions)
24-12-2005
by EUCHARIA IGWe Nee-Chukwuma
Just like me, you probably must have heard this a million times by now. When in Rome, you ought to act like Romans. This is one of those things that is easier said than done because old habits die hard.
A friend of mine called me a few days...
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