PinnedInthe word smithbyFavour Chiamaka Alozie·Dec 19, 2025The Braille of GraceLook back for a moment, See how far you’ve come. You survived nights you thought would never end, When the moon felt like a cold…
Inthe word smithbyFavour Chiamaka Alozie·Jan 12The Obsidian ApertureThe mercury waits in its frame, a frozen lake, indifferent to the mask we curated for the day. We arrive with the debris of our names, the…
Inthe word smithbyFavour Chiamaka Alozie·Jan 7The weight of QuietI have spent a decade carving windows into the wind, Learning that quiet is not a vacuum, but a solid A masonry of the ribs, built brick…
Inthe word smithbyFavour Chiamaka Alozie·Dec 24, 2025The Architecture of MistWe build our lives in the margins of "perhaps," Staking claims on soil that breathes, Mapping out the logic of the collapse While hiding…
Favour Chiamaka Alozie·Dec 11, 2025When the Lantern Learned Its ShadowThe sky once opened for me like a book that trusted my hands_ pages warm with the breath of beginnings. I read the sun as prophecy, the…
Inthe word smithbyFavour Chiamaka Alozie·Oct 31, 2025Dearest MeDearest me, I just want to let you know that you can’t be strong all the time. Sometimes you just need to sit and let your tears out.
Inthe word smithbyFavour Chiamaka Alozie·Oct 28, 2025Time was born of life and death’s love-making A scandal whispered in the dark, between a gasp and a…
Favour Chiamaka Alozie·Oct 19, 2025Somewhere Between Then and NowFor a minute, we were children, boys and girls who could barely bathe beyond our bellies, our only care in the world was food and sleep…
Inthe word smithbyFavour Chiamaka Alozie·Oct 6, 2025What We Don’t SayI hope you heal from the things you don’t tell anyone about. The weight that lives in your throat, the ghosts that visit when the room is…
Inthe word smithbyFavour Chiamaka Alozie·Oct 1, 2025What Growth Really Felt LikeI used to think growth meant addition— more plans, more friends, more noise, like if I kept piling things onto myself, I’d finally become…
