By: Eterigho Oghenekome Humphrey SWEET MEMORIES Memories, don’t ask me of the last names I loved- Tell winds to halt echoing their whispers to my head; For my travelling feet leave them behind each year- Away from my eye’s sight, they…

By: Linda M. Crate we once went through the dark ages must we repeat history? it was foolish enough to have gone there once let alone attempt to go there multiple times, and i can’t understand why people care about…