Academic Hardships and Protests: The Reality of Living on UNIBEN’s Campus
by Nwodo Divine It’s 8:30 a.m., and the sun is shining brightly. I remember I have a class at 9 a.m. As I rush to fetch water for my bath, I discover the tank is empty because there was no…
Chukwuebuka Ibeh’s Debut and The Rise of Young Voices in African Literature
by Ikenna Churchill (Managing Editor) Highlights: African literature is experiencing a major resurgence driven by a new generation of young writers redefining the continent’s literary landscape. These emerging voices are not only challenging traditional narratives but also bringing fresh perspectives…
How to write Realistic Dialogues: Interview with Nwodo Divine
What makes dialogue in literature so vital to storytelling? How can writers write realistic and compelling dialogues? These are questions commonly asked by young creative question. Today, we turn to Nwodo Divine, a writer, editor, book reviewer, and educator who…
The Day The Fireflies Danced us to the Edge
By Nwodo Divine The rasp of a moth wing, caught between windowpaneand the moon’s hard gaze.A silent question markfluttering against the future,the shadow stretched before our eyes,but kept moving towards the bloom,petals heavy with the scentof honeyed bees. Stars were…
The Promise of Another Lagos Sunrise – Nwodo Divine
Sun hot on my back, dust swirls around my ankles. Cars honk in impatience. Peanuts in a dented tin, cold and heavy in my hand. Voices a blur, “No, thank you,” or a dismissive shake of the head. Belly growls,…
Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Window – Anointing Obuh
After Wallace Stevens “Thirteen Ways Of Looking At A Blackbird” I. This is the only window in this houseII. Inebriation can multiply a hand into a hundred hands feeling up your dress, one window into three.III. Every window has a…
There She Lies – Caroline Nikoro
There she lies, a withered rose.Flattened on the ground, heartbroken.There she lies, lost in a wilderness.Her dreams are shattered,and her future craves the shine of noon.There she lies like leaves that have plungedinto the uncaring earth.There she lies, devoid of…
Anarchy – Miracle Isowanmwen
If your story starts with silence and you become as heavyas the hollow inside a snail shell, then you can be me,perched on a fence with only two cents of hope for the hereafter.The music is still playing but our…
Elegy for a love refuse to cradle – Temi Ademikanra
Again I’m refusing to try. So you’ll never hear me say: I’m craving love. 1 know deep in me that I’ve made a mistake And that Refusing to care anymore will ease my pain. I don’t believe There is perfect…