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When we invited writers for this Issue, submissions of any theme or genre were welcomed, but especially so for works that explore the concept of journeys through the lenses of travels and tours―what it means to travel, to seek out new places. To write a story or a poem or an essay, writes Garth Greenwell, is to make a claim about what we find beautiful, about what moves us, to reveal a vision of the world, which the writers in this Issue have done with their work.
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I’m pleased to say that it felt like home journeying to the birth of this book. Of course home is where the “art” is. This chapbook contains 20 poems scribed from the very core of my heart.
“Dancing With The Tides” sends a message or talks about the need to being in equilibrium with the happenings in the world and not to be too attached to one specifically.
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Abebi
Cries of a baby
Tears of Iya Abebi
Evil some people call life
Isn’t it darkness that brought her to life?
At birth she takes a sweet full
Colostrum it is called
Nigeria, I call Abebi
Iya, I call her forefathers
Abebi did not grow like others
When a father drinks the milk,
of the child
Doesn’t the child’s belly get bigger?
Abebi did not take in
Enough milk while growing,
even though, filled with milk and honey
Abebi is now weaned on garri
Life would be much easier if people mean what they say and say exactly what they mean every single time. Or why should I need a special gift of discernment just to communicate with you? When you're not a demon or angel, or maybe you are. Some words baffle me as it...
When my ex stamped his foot that I must get an abortion, I gave him an ultimatum, "It is either i keep this baby or i leave this relationship"I told him on the last day we met. Nigga chose the other, he rather lose me than raise a child. I would be lying if...
So I am sitting here, watching the sunrise and thinking of the relationship that almost destroyed me. I have not slept a wink all night, stayed up working on my first novel. As I watch the sun rise, I think back on the previous months, and realize, how I have come a...
I want to recommend 5 powerful apps for writers before I go off today, they make you achieve more in less time. These apps are: No 1:: WordPress Mobile If you own a WordPress site, this app helps you manage it from your mobile phone. Whether it is self-hosted or free,...
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You notice her in class. She's beautiful, busty and brainy. Three Bs in one. You get to talk to her and you exchange numbers. You promise to call her as soon as you get home. It's late in the night and you call. You talk for a few minutes. She tells you her full name...
I learnt some valuable lessons from Tayo Bakare’s life .I learnt that marriage is not a bed of rose, that every marriage has its ups and downs, that all that glittered is not gold and not to get too desperate for marriage. I stared moodily into my glass of wine until...
Ronke Macaulay’s "Green Passport in the Rainbow Nation: the story of Nigerians in South Africa," a document with a premise as enshrined in the title, is about the life Nigerians live in the southernmost African nation of South Africa. It got its official premiere at...
The Court did not sit early. So I had ample time confer with my client. This case has been burning in my heart since the NGO I now work for picked it up from Suleja prisons on Friday. It was the sole thing on my mind throughout the weekend; it served as a form of...
Tayo Bakare was still in the hospital when her husband was buried. The man slumped in her presence and was carted by the medical team of the hospital where she delivered the baby and that was the last time she saw her husband alive. Each time, she asked after him,...
