United in Grief

By Lucas Henshaw: You curse Nigeria under your breath as you straddle all your problems in your backpack— all your problems being your malaria drugs, your ATM card that almost never works due to your shitty bank’s services, your laptop…

My autistic child

By Nancy Omorojor: My autistic child Mama worries that my mates have left me She never says it, she just smiles it to me The doctors and teachers call me special I’m not sure special is what I am, But…

THE THINGS WE WISH/PART STORY

By Jessica-Ken: You can wish for a car or whatsoever and have yourself getting it if you’re pretty loaded with money. The situation was different for me. From a family having no silver spoon, I was raised and made to…

Picture with a Thousand Words

By Providence Oghenemarho Ikoyo: “What I like about photographs is that they capture a moment that’s gone forever, impossible to reproduce.” -Karl Lagerfeld Suddenly the elixir of happiness and inexplicable peace flew passed every nooks and crannies of my soul,…

Tears

By Mojisola Josephine Kuwadinu: Tears, everyone believe, are the lines of salty liquid trickling down our face, produced by the tear gland which is located in the eye. What if I tell you that tears, rather shedding tears, is therapeutic?…

HIS SON – AUTHOR’S WORDS

By Jessy: Okay guys. This is neither a story nor a poem. Didn’t really know where to keep it, so I chose diaries instead (PLEASE OVERLOOK) When I was reading HIS SON from the beginning, I realized that I made…