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NYSC is full of experiences. ‘Missing’ is a work of fiction woven around the lives of ‘Corpers’ and explores friendship, independence politics & adventure.
In a fleeting moment of curiousity, a female National Youth service Corps member is abducted. In the days that follow, she and her friends uncover a mind boggling conspiracy.
Set in Benin – Nigeria, Missing is a thrilling story that keeps you riveted till the end.
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“Honest art will open the doors of more than a few hearts, and this is a fact recognised by Ada Esom. In ‘A Collection of Golden Poetry’, the Dark Fiction and Astrology enthusiast reels out eleven poems that explore the human condition from a more internal perspective. In this body of work, the author of ‘Daemoniac’ and ‘All She Wrote’ talks about life from the lens of a jaded lover, a lonely soul, a scared youngster and a long-silenced woman.
“‘Maleficent’ takes after a fantasy movie from years prior but could just as well be illustrating the image of a no-nonsense woman, ‘Sixteen Candles’ is a poem about yearning for an absent lover, ‘The Ghosts of Yesterday’ tells the story of an individual caught in the vice grip of painful past memories, while ‘Gleeful Captive’ and ‘Unabashedly Yours, Truly’ put in succinct detail what it means to fall hard in love even in the face of uncertainty.”
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A city’s push towards modernization creates a problem - a backlash on the urban poor who struggle daily to eke out a living. Asmau Baba straddles rather impatiently her fourteen-month old daughter to her back as she stands guard over a large basket of unripe plantain...
The weather outside was hot and dry with the humidity sucked out of the atmosphere to the very last drop of moisture, very much like the insides of Mallam Musa’s mouth. He could not believe it had come to this. How could this people do this evil thing to him? His own...
"Remember me, I'd keep watch over you." The line kept running through my mind, with mixed feelings of sadness and reassurance. It brought thoughts of death, a death that... Saved me. I was confused, wondering where I heard the line. Add to that my recurrent dream...
Addiction He comes home breathing in a new way Mother asks why he won’t settle down and calm his breath Where did he get the fire in his lungs? He says it’s the new black The way of life in these streets The streets introduce new drugs Racy highs called...
Bob Damian a.k.a the devil roamed the streets of lowertown, Coastal city, in search of whom to devour. He found his man in Judas Akachi, a balding sweaty middle aged taxi driver standing by a DVD shop, biting his nails and occasionally scratching his backside. The...
Eric Aurthur Blair also known as George Orwell and Aldous Huxley. The worlds where science in a controlled system thrives. Reading 1984 one would realize that the world of science suffered no ill. It was as much an accomplice in the process of dehumanizing humans. A...
Source: Granta In partnership with the Commonwealth Writers Pastor Justice always vexes me small-small, but I forgive him because he be man of God. For example, yesterday I went to church again after a very long time because Mama say God is the only way out. Well, to...
Today we say a huge happy birthday to Akinwande Oluwole Babatunde Soyinka, known as Wole Soyinka. A Nigerian playwright, poet and essayist. He was awarded the 1986 Nobel Prize in Literature, the first African to be honoured in that category. In a Trivia hosted on the...
Dibia Okamma sat in his shrine communing with the gods, his eyes fixed on the cowrie shells. Few moments ago he was ejaculating to the gods, praising them for their awesomeness, all they had wrought through him. But his sudden quiet demeanor meant they were...
Just yesterday you lay by my side, Just yesterday you were mine. The feelings I could not hide, And yet we did not thrive. You took me to paradise, You opened my eyes to a wonderful world of butterflies. There I grew wings, There I touched the skies. You taught me how...
