WEDNESDAY SERIES | THE SUICIDE NOTE 4 BY EDIKAN AKPANTE
THE BEGINNING OF MY WOES Fate decided to rub salt in my wounds when my father was sacked. There had to be a retrenchment of some…
You and I by Vivian Odey
You slumber, I sleep you feast, I eat you laugh, I chuckle you travel far and wide, I imagine far and wide You say “thank you…
Cannibals By Ofem Ubi
Of all things to be done with money Of all the homeless, hungry and hopeless children loitering and littering the starved streets of this ancient city…
EDEN BEFORE EDEN BY OFEM UBI
I’m from a place where agriculture found its birth Where the grasses grow greener regardless of the seasons reasons because over here fruitfulness is not voluntary…
LOVOPHOBIA BY OFEM UBI
Am scared of and to love It dreads me severely like a Nollywood movie ghost longing for my soul in the dark Am afraid of the…
WEDNESDAY SERIES | THE SUICIDE NOTE 3 BY EDIKAN AKPANTE
It was obvious that my grandfather didn’t like me, whether it was because I was my mother’s daughter or for my being a female child, I…
Emeka by Blessing Iyeli
It’s one thing to live in a “face me I bullshit you” compound, it’s another thing to live with good/bad neighbours. Emeka is not someone to…
Familiar African Tales | Ekpo in GSS Exam By Mira Morah
“Psst! Pssst! Nora!” I didn’t want to turn towards her so I pretended not to hear her. I felt a tap on my back. I pretended…
THE VOICE OF EVE BY FELICIA OTOP
You were the first of his creation. I was just an addition to what He made. To help you fulfill your purpose. It was all about…
Familiar African Tales | MY PALLY PALLY BY MIRA MORAH
She was my pally pally, as we called it back in school. We walked back home together from school, we sat close to each other in…
WEDNESDAY SERIES | THE SUICIDE NOTE 2 BY EDIKAN AKPANTE
he is also my lover! I’m writing this part with pains in my heart. I know you will condemn me, that you will be shocked by this, because I’m not that angel you had always thought me to be. I lived under the camouflage of a devoted church worker. I guess you are so ashamed of me right now, right? But I am so sorry. Everyone desires my body, yes, everyone! No one to love me for me.
PASTOR EMEKA BY EKENE
The way Emeka argued about the after-life would make one wonder if he was Jesus himself. He would quote Bible verses, shake his head vigorously and…
Familiar African Tales | How I Hawked In Calabar By Ekanem
Hawking in Calabar was just the last thing I ever imagined I’ll get into. Hawking indeed has shown me the irony of life. Permit me to…