African Literature and Lifestyle in One Pot
This is the story of the men I thought I loved Men so wonderful and lovely, Adonis would weep Tis a tale of love mixed with pain The men I thought I loved are special Worthy of love so pure, elves would be jealous If…
CHRYSANTHEMUMS It is the wind that first blows you together in a seashore. you hold her hand just the way she does. She wants flowers & marigolds from you. but she can’t just locate nights without mornings. you’re in dire of her heart too. You…
We are all over the corners of the earth by the dictates of kismet. We are a family of no lineage. We live on the outskirts of the metropolises and then in the pocket of the forest. Every night wind chants of undone war…
Around 2018, I had the opportunity to attend a revival service in Lagos. I went, as expected; to pray my life out.The invited guest was of the other gender and her theme for the prayer session was “Holy Ghost Refilling”.So, the prayer was going on…
At first, you had no intention of attending the ceremony. Mama, your mother, had said it was a bad omen for the old to bury the young. Kasham was just 15 years old. But it was, after all, an accident and she was family,…
A Body in Pain: ‘I thought I would never write this story,’ with these words Akachi Chukwuemeka begins his masterpiece ’16 Notes on How To End a Life’. I too thought I would never write this piece. I have had this idea for a…
Sans my consent they brought me here And without my notice they left Leaving me at the mercy of this cruel world To embrace its harsh reality The Lord is thy mother; so they said A good morning peck from the Lord; I still await…
ACT 1 SCENE I Henry tosses his iPhone on the bed and sighs as he moves, discouraged, to his wardrobe to throw on a shirt… (His phone starts ringing.) Henry: (sighs, taking the call) Where you de keep phone, guy? I don de call-call you.…
1. “What would you do if you were made the leader of this land for a day?” I’ve always heard that question go around, and boy have I heard different answers to it. People always talking about how they’d change the economic system or upgrade…
To vanish is not to not be in existence. It is simply the state of not being, like the kiss of the morning’s first dew drop or the wink of the evening’s last ray of light, it is simply to not be. To vanish…
