Written by DAMILARE RILYCKS I am Nigeria and here goes my pathetic story… *clears throat* Early years I was born on the 1st of January 1914 and named Nigeria due to the closeness of my parents to the River... Read More
Crux of the Matter with Elsie: BaeCation with The Social Prefect
Last Friday was all about BaeCation. Unfortunately, I did not remember the term BaeCation while sending information for the show’s banner design to my graphics guy, but my guest – Chiamaka Obuekwe, popularly known as Social prefect reminded... Read More
No Heart Feelings – 5
Click Here for previous episodes. The camera found her in bed, nestled under a fuzzy blanket. Her crazy Rihanna hairdo had never looked crazier. Lips that were still puckered because of the million kisses that met her the night before lay slightly... Read More
The Writing Business: Move Your Writing To The Next Level
Seun Odukoya/ the underline academy presents:‘Move your writing to the next level ‘ may sound like a cliché – but that’s the reason behind these classes. Else, what’s the point?That’s the only reason you’re attending too – the... Read More
The Only Suspended Lake on Top of a Hill in Africa
Last Saturday, I had the opportunity to do my kind of fun. Traveling and seeing new places is how I define relaxation for me. People call me weird but why should I be normal Yes, seeing a movie works. Sitting in a restaurant, eating good food while... Read More
The Indifferent Long-Ago
She remembered the Before. Before Now hardened to Then; before Life’s Autumn of confusion, sadness, lonely drunk wondering. Before years like shooting stars. Paula alone at the Inn. Cable television. Spiked coffee. Nicotine. Remote... Read More
The Poisoned Chalice – 5
Enjoy the 5th Episode of The Poisoned Chalice written by Tope Bolade-Akinbode Click HERE for previous episodes of The Poisoned Chalice Doyin sat down in her car after her quick dash from the hospital bed, her hands gripping the wheel so tight, her... Read More
RUMOR HAS IT – 5
Click HERE for previous episodes “Why are you dressed like Santa Claus?” Deola looked at her elder sister as she got down from her car, a frown on her face. “Good evening sis, I’m doing well thank you and it’s great to see you too.” “See... Read More
LASTING MARRIAGE, THE JOURNEY
BY NZEH UCHE Strange love in the hearts of lovable beings To want what is another’s to a certain claim Scorned by self belief and in rare pattern Driven by realities integrated pride of achievements The fragile feeling is now on revamp to... Read More