It is because you are a man. It is why you are supposed to be abused and keep mute about it. How would you even tell anyone that your woman hurls all of these insults that breaks you, when you do not admit it yourself. When you look in the mirror, you... Read More
Blog Festival | The Time Came | by Onyekachi Agaecheta
We waited and the time finally came when We stopped being little girls and became QUEENS We no longer have dolls we have children We left the playground to build homes We took off the ribbons on our hair and replaced it with crowns and Gele We no... Read More
Blog Festival | The gods have had their way with us | by Opara Chizaram
Yesterday, We were both lovers Enthralled in Cupid’s game Ensnared in his trap We wrapped our bodies around each other We promised each other heaven on earth- A forever, Something everlasting But the gods had their ways with us And now... Read More
Blog Festival | I Am | by Heaven K. Kalu
A land with about 250 ethnic groups Rich in cultural diversity and heritage With individuals who inhabit a territory of its own Who worked and lived for several decades together in oneness Until aliens invaded her peaceful co-existence Took advantage... Read More
Enwongo C. Cleopas Writes On Law School & Hijab Brouhaha
As a people, we need to first of all understand that no Fundamental Human Right is absolute, even the right to life. Exceptions exist for a reason. Individuals are guaranteed their rights and organizations too. The Nigerian Law School (NLS) which in... Read More
Blog Festival | Road Toys Speed | by Yinka Owate
I should look left, right, And left again? So we were taught… Our teachers lied to us Today, I look right More than I look left. And I look back, Too often than forward. My head swishes round, I can’t catch my breath, I have to run fast; Even on a... Read More
Blog Festival | Gone Girl | by Damore Alli
I am leaving. I pick up a piece of paper and my Fanthom ballpoint pen as I shuffle to the kitchen table to write him a note. I was meant to tread the water, but now I’ve gotten in too deep. “Hi” I begin. It brings back a thought from when we... Read More
Blog Festival | Can I Be Loved The Same? | by Mary Otunba
The distance in our hearts kept growing bigger and bigger, it was as if I did not know him anymore. I thought I could bridge the gap between with consistent calls and texts but to no avail. For almost four hours or more, I kept tossing on the bed, I... Read More
Blog Festival | A CITY CALLED MAD | By Evans Ufeli
Chikamnele Emela stood on Third Mainland Bridge when he saw a man in one of those stilt huts built above water excreting into the sea. He watched him pull his boxers down to his knees and bow swiftly, scratching his thighs while faeces trooped out from... Read More