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…
How to Apply for The Tampered Writing Workshop
The Tampered Press in collaboration with Prince Claus Fund and British Council presents a virtual writing workshop for poets and storytellers across Africa. The virtual workshop is slated to take place from 7th to 9th January 2021. It will be facilitated by some of the…
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…
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…
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…
Aunty Maria: A Short Story By Ehi-kowochio Ogwiji
In “Aunty Maria”, Ehi-kowochio Ogwiji shares a story that is real and heavy with sadness. There is a poetic undertone of metaphors and imageries cuddling away in the crisp paragraphs of this story. Although the story is cold with grief, it closes with a warmth…
Memories, the clay with which we hold our demons.
On cool evenings like this, when my fingers hurt and my palms get really pale, I crawl into my bed, wrap myself away and listen to Don Williams. Then I wonder why death lets us sip from a glass of fine wine, only to tickle our throats till we spill the wine to its very last droplet.
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