PinnedInCatharsis ChroniclesbyJade Ekpo·Nov 19, 2025How The Whispering Depth Tried To Take MeLooking back at the day innocence slipped underwater.A response icon6A response icon6
PinnedInCatharsis ChroniclesbyJade Ekpo·Nov 12, 2025The Weight of Missing You, MummyMrs Elizabeth, the one Heaven adoresA response icon5A response icon5
PinnedInCatharsis ChroniclesbyJade Ekpo·Jul 9, 2025A Letter from My Mother’s GraveWhat cannot be cured must be enduredA response icon5A response icon5
PinnedInWrite A CatalystbyJade Ekpo·Mar 14, 2025Dear FriendI did the things you couldn’t dareA response icon3A response icon3
PinnedInWrite Under the MoonbyJade Ekpo·Jun 4, 2025ObsolescenceThe Ones Who Fade Without DyingA response icon2A response icon2
InCatharsis ChroniclesbyJade Ekpo·Jun 15The Smell of That House Still Haunts MeOn childhood, memories, and the things we never quite escape from.A response icon3A response icon3
InPen With PaperbyJade Ekpo·Jun 6My Mother Left Me With a Father I Didn’t RecognizeGrief has a way of reintroducing us to people we’ve known our whole lives.
InWrite A CatalystbyJade Ekpo·May 16The Things I Shouldn’t Say Out LoudA writer unserious enough to let ChatGPT introduce herA response icon1A response icon1
InWrite A CatalystbyJade Ekpo·Apr 15I have a Friend, and she’s a ProstituteThe Line Between Survival and Judgment Is Thinner Than We AdmitA response icon4A response icon4
InCatharsis ChroniclesbyJade Ekpo·Apr 9In the Words of Adele… When Will I See You Again?The Things We Don’t Say About Death in Nigerian FamiliesA response icon3A response icon3