Sochukwu Ivye - Written Tales

To Cameo With Love

Our stories drift away and to the windward on a journey to find those who will listen. Now, like the … Read more

This lifeless vale of lying bones and skulls houses no one, or days that we have had but shall have … Read more

You see, you ne’er know who, son of the land; but they that hunt the home bird own the fall. … Read more

Here is to wash, wrap in shroud and bury your sword facing my motherland. By your quill, too, emerged from … Read more