By Ifesinachi Okonji: THE TWITTERING BIRDS OF NIGERIA WILL YET TWEET TheTwittering birds are not bounded in their countries by territory… Timeless, the bird is always a carrier of songs from across boundless territories… The Twittering birds though from different…
By Quadri Oyerinde: FOR YOU I know, Just friends we are. How crappy’s that Uhn? For you, I would have done whatever, girl. And I just can’t believe we aint together Then I would buy you ring, and pop the…
By Jessica-Ken: 💉A beeping noise which sounded not like music to my ear brought me back to life. I laid motionless with firm hands pressing down on me and white light illuminating my face. The lady who I’d thought was…
By Jessica-Ken: I sat down on the sofa, running my fingers on the seal, as the package came off. I expected to find a bloody knife with a head on a silver platter, as seen in horror movies, instead I…
By Olabisi Abiodun Akinwale: Conversations About Grief & Survival The night looks like the many things I lost before they died. The birds are not singing, they are silent like the deadness whispering into the ear of my window. I…
By Mojisola Josephine Kuwadinu: The air is stale The smell of sorrow lingers in the air A dark shadow is cast Humans wander, knowing not their destination The fragrance of hope is lost Despair now dwells in our life’s string.…
By Quadri Oyerinde: Insecurity How sick! I don’t believe the government Kaduna forestry students been saved they Say- oh my days! I do believe not yet. Security not just mal in afaka Abia uni also face endearment And just a…
By Charles Igwe: On the night Ego was laid to rest, Ike again had that haunting nightmare that had tormented him every day since her demise. He could see her in the shadows. She was not in any other space,…
By Adeabdul: Choking on air Crushed by the space Suffocated by silence Your voice carries no essence The walls swallows you whole That hole inside you grows You reach out for connection The vacuum only extends You try to scream…
By Adeabdul: Dinner with the Queen “Oh my God, Mike! I still can’t believe it! And I was just thinking of you right before I actually saw you. That is so crazy…” Angela was saying, but Mike only managed to…
By Adeabdul: Ghosts “A…Angela” he stuttered “Is that really you?” “YES, it’s me!” she said getting out of the car and reaching out to hug Michael. She released him just as suddenly as she hugged him. “Mike, Michael Osu? Oh…
By Quadri Oyerinde: Butter Girl Hey butter girl! You’re barmy in here there. By that; in my pretty, little brown-heart; Black boy’s heart. Or brown if you like! Succumbed by taunting heat, how come you’re taunt ? If you could…
