A Short Story By FOC Ikwuemesibe
FOC Ikwuemesibe is a retired schoolmaster, an engaging lover of the art of teaching who still pens at least a poem a day. How Could I Have Known I was in Primary 4, Urban Community School, Ai, that year. I remember Mr. Azubuike as my…
Litanies & Lessons, A Creative Rant By Tolu Dara
Sometimes, the lessons we need to desperately learn come in a scarred neck and a shattered collarbone. Tolu Dara writes about moments and the ripple effects some of them create. – Editorial Team I am learning not to overreact when my temper rises.I am also…
Insurmountable By Victor Oluwalana
This is a warm open letter to all the broken women in the world. In every paragraph of this piece, Victor Oluwalana sends a beam of light to women who are trying to see through the darkness of abuse. We really enjoyed how Victor’s gripping…
Self-confessed
Written By: Henry P. Ugochukwu There is something about soul maladies which bring people to a point where their faith is so shaken. A point at which, when they try to hold any deity, it slips right out of their grip. Henry tries to share his…
It Never Ends
Written By: Henry P. Ugochukwu Henry writes about depression and mental health in such a beautiful way. His poetic expressions are vivid and piercing. They all sit on the gallery of the reader’s thoughts for days. Read this piece slowly. There is no guarantee that…
Six Writers Share Snippets of their Lovelife with Eboquills
They say writers and poets often have it rough in love relationships. WB Yeats is one poet who easily comes to mind. There are other prominent writers who got roped into unrequited love by ill-fate. They wrote that part of their lives into poems and…
What my Mother Means When She Says, “May the Road be Kind to You”
Before the bus hits the road, mama would lean against the white Benue Links bus — which always has a bright red and deep green strip running through it– and mutter a prayer the same way she did the first time I left Gboko for…
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…
Lessons From my Encounter With a Generous Beggar
Yesterday I was out all day. Sitting outside an eatery, using their free power supply to work on my PC. As I sat there going back and forth on the many tabs opened on my browser, enduring the noise of the gen. which sat beside…
Discomfort: Everyone Thinks My Madness Is In Its Larval Stage
I want to go back to the time when discomfort was just a grain of sand in my shoes and I only needed to kick the shoes off and be relieved. I miss the days when much of what I knew of discomfort was a…
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