A NEW DAWN

By Marymartin Okoabu: The bike man dropped him in front of his compound and he brought out crisped #200 note and paid him. The man zoomed off making a loud noise that added to the trepidation that was gradually building…

366 DAYS

By Marymartin Okoabu: It started with a pandemic, That shook the world terribly, Many were made anaemic, And many died tragically. A lockdown was announced, That sent many scurrying indoors, But still they pronounced, More cases with lesser cures. Starved…

MY GOD LIVETH

By Jessy: A new year has come, and there’s still no sign of me taking in—I am Barbara Olamikan, and have been without a child for fifteen years. My husband and I have been hoping so much for one—a child…