This is the Four junction; a monumental spot where people converge during the Ofala in the old Amanze kingdom of Nri. The spot was always vibrating in response to the coordinated stamp of their feet on the ground. It has been colourful and full of... Read More
Blog Festival | Rain in the Desert | by Jagunmade Rilycks Damilare
As I trudged on wearilyOver waves after waves of fine sandsHeading to a destination unknown,Through a path hitherto unpassedThe occasional violent wind of sanddaring to cross my path,Is nothing compared to the scorching body of heat raging down on... Read More
Blog Festival | THE CLOAK | By Olusola Alli
She wrapped her insecurities around herself, a quilted cloak made up of different patterns and shapes depicting her cynicism, trust issues, fear of betrayal and pain. She wasn’t always that way; no, she wasn’t. At a time, not too long in the past,... Read More
Blog Festival | I Regret Grinder, but, No Remorse| by Michael Lee Johnson
I have no regret, no grinder of remorse, nor memory of the dental chair.I have no feeler of sins lost in sand dust with golden teeth, diamond over lay of lies.Do not dance, play checkers, between the lines of memory-black/white.I am a sinner wild with... Read More
Blog Festival | Meant to be? | by Lizi Ike
Tina slowly looked up from her laptop and then leapt out of her seat as she caught a glance of the silver and white wall clock on the opposite wall. She knew she had a habit of losing track of time so the clock was the first and only piece of décor... Read More
Blog Festival | Growing The Naira | by Chuky One Pilla
You believe in this change mantra and all its elements until something hits you, maybe not. You’re a practical person, that’s what you always say to yourself. A bachelor now right? No more spending with reckless abandon. You should be more... Read More
Blog Festival | Extortionists in The Guise of Pastors | by Wale Giwa
“Bring ye all the tithes into the storehouse, that there may be meat in mine house, and prove me now herewith, saith the lord of hosts, if I will not open you the windows of heaven, and pour you out a blessing, that there shall not be room enough... Read More
Blog Festival | Subconscious-Reality | by Babatomiwa Seriki
A curious mind troubled on and on about life and the episodes that cling onto it. The thoughts transcended into a string of inexplicable events as he lost his consciousness to sleep. His dream led him to a narrow bridge that crossed over a sea of... Read More
Blog Festival | CONFESSION | by Esomnofu Ebelenna
Father, I cannot see your face, but I know you can see me. You see all your penitents’ sinful faces. My transgression is one of the worst in this village. Oh Father, you’ll certainly recoil if you hear this filthy sin I committed when I was... Read More