Oskilo (@warpedpoetic) - CTPtalk

Oskilo

Nigeria

Creative writer, Poet, fantasy genre nut, listener and friend. I have a story to tell... want to read it?

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5 months ago

Diversification of that portfolio In a world where failing economic systems are as common as plastic trash in the sea, how do you invest your earnings for posterity. Do we go back to the ancient wisdom of gold…

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6 months ago

The Song of Electricity Sometimes, if you listen close, you hear the electricity sing. It is a static constant near you. It doesn't waver. It is a hum of activity, of doing but its mechanical inability…

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6 months ago

Char I make a home out of ruined bodies, Ghost doors opening into charred bones, The kitchen sink still leaking last night’s bloodletting. I scrub the floor before I slip in…

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@warpedpoetic 69

6 months ago

Stories to tell. Today, i began a story. I was quite sure where the tale will follow. Then i stopped writing and when i went back to the story later, it did not have the same appeal that it once…

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6 months ago

The half of a moon the yellow moon winks through the slow rolling clouds. the night greets the smoke from you black lips like a a cold kiss against a warm body. the moon winks out like a…

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@warpedpoetic 69

7 months ago

Blockchain Poets

Sing sing of love at noon, of wind tugging hands, of bangles cast on sands, of time reaching. sing of beauty in pleasure, of dance in escape, of wings against pane, of sails…

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@warpedpoetic 69

8 months ago

Dreemport sublime staff challenge freewrite day 5: The Man that she was waiting for She closes her eyes, savoring the taste of his tangerine-flavored kiss then he is gone and she is back in her office. It is morning again and he is not here but the taste…

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@warpedpoetic 69

8 months ago

Dreemport sublime staff challenge freewrite day 4: The Weaver "Where are my seventeen stitches?" The old woman asked, raising the weave towards the candle. [Pixabay](

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@warpedpoetic 69

8 months ago

Dreemport sublime staff challenge freewrite day 3 *Wednesday evening in the twilight of Christmas and New year. A snowstorm shot flakes of snow at the window pane. Sheltered behind the glass a flame cast orange glow to the only…

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9 months ago

Doing airdrops on the decentralized finance space (part 3) This is the final part of my post on airdrops. Sorry for the delay. Life has been. SECURITY [Pixabay](

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