Beware the Gift that Bears Itself – David Margolin
When Morris answered his doorbell, no one was there, but a small cardboard box was leaning against the front door. It arrived anonymously—no return address, no card, and no clue as to its origin. Rather than opening the box immediately,…
Paper Love – Gaius Inofe Dan
The clouds are drifting away, like Pa and Ma. The moon is left alone in the middle of the sky. Around it is nothing but a blank sky. The stars dim in appearance in their brilliant radiance. There is nothing…
Memory, Perspective, and the Creative Nonfiction Writer – Abasi-maenyin Esebre
In this interview, we delve into Esebre’s thoughts on memory, perspective, and the responsibilities of a nonfiction writer. How does a writer draw the line between fact and feeling? How do personal memories influence the stories we tell? These are…
Prelude to Light – Arikewusola Abdul Awal
“…How Do I salvage the wrecked steel of my heart from the red Of an unholy war?”— Timi Sanni Bundle this noise out my window. Huddle me against the world. Warm Lord,You cuddle me when I grow cold With loneliness. I have traipsedTo…
Taking the Trash Out – Rebekah Barnes
And what is trash anyway? It is only some eggshells. It is only some old tomatoes that have been partly chopped before they were found to be moldy on the outsides. It is only what everyone thinks I’m doing when…
Rigwell A. Asiedu on Sexuality, Judgment, and the Art of Writing Naked
In this interview, Nwodo Divine talks to Rigwell Addison Asiedu, a Ghanaian queer writer, about how identity, love, and fear have shaped his work in ways that break boundaries, challenge norms, and reveal the beauty in being unapologetically human. Rigwell…
‘Cactus,’ ‘Bug,’ and ‘Dinner’ – Jide Badmus
Cactus Yours is a snowshoe devotion—a heart built for all weather. Friends say you’re prone, thatYou’re made up of small bones Of emotions. Tendon of smile,Vein of laughter— you’re soft & warm like the bosom of sky! But how do you keep The…