Sickle Cell Is the New Tribe
Written By: Jeremy T. Karn for bijoux you’ve heard about flowers thatgrow in the dirt. there are flowers with thorns that grow in thebones & some that grow in your aunt’sbackyard garden every morning as you fix yourbones in your body & dress for the…
Have you Entered Making-Monday-Mild’s Snap Contest?
After the Christmas and New Year holidays, the next big date for #parte_after_parte for most lovers is Valentine’s Day. On that day, social media platforms are flooded with high-resolution pictures of lovebirds wear matching outfits. Expensive gifts and scented flowers are exchanged. Surprise proposals are…
Chukwuemeka Ike Reunites with our Ancestors: Are the Veterans Leaving African Literature in Good Hands?
We do not mourn men like Chukwuemeka Ike because they do not actually leave us. We know that their journeys to the land of the spirits did not begin on the day they hosted death. So when we scoop a handful of tributes, we do…
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Celebrating the year in essays: Nigerian Essays of the Year (2019)
Written By: Carl Terver What counts as Nigerian essays of the year? Should their quality measure up to Okey Ndibe’s “My Father’s English Friend,” Ikhide Ikheola’s “The Oga at the Top in us” and Oris Aigbokhaevbolo’s “Whose Radio Is It Anyway?” Or better still, the…
Men Like God, An Essay By Owolabi Awwal Olanrewaju
Owolabi Awwal Olarenwaju calls us out for not showing enough respect to military men who walked right into the arms of death to see to our collective safety. He insists that we must remember them. The fallen heroes, whose bodies were feasted on by scavengers…
The Phantom’s Refrain
Written By: Samuel Adeyemi A boy walks into a bar,swings the door openlike he is the wind’s first child.But a boy has no mother.The world commits another absurd adoption.A boy is another loose string on the cello,another wrong piano note,whose sound is swallowed in the…
Winner of EBOquills Most-Read Guest Piece in November
We opened our submissions window in October. And ever since we have been receiving amazing entries from wonderful writers around the country and beyond. We are determined to make EBOquills a salad of literary voices and if you have not added your whisper to increase…
A Thing Too Stressed
Written By: Precious Uwen when we started loving it was like we got new clothes. and we’d never stain it. But we wore our love repeatedly for days without changing it. We wore our love with the same pattern, with the same style. The same…
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