Fiction and Poetry
Time After Time Like a rain cloud, there’s a heaviness I come carrying a weight…
1. An Adult Dwarf The dwarf grew up last Saturday in a breath not in…
What Agbeye Oburumu offers in Mine Too Counts is a chorus that runs through the…
I Give You Softness I am sending you stars through this morning mist, sending roses…
Àtìpó: The Stranger I Have Become In the trenches, darkness chewed my bones, spitting out…
Verses that Spring from a Dying Lily of the Valley Prologue: (My vanity, twisted as…
skipping meals like fleeing sins: they say fasting draws you closer to God, but i…
The Paradox of Progress They said we’d be free— but we’re tied down, each breath…
Lagos Honeymoon I look around, savouring nature’s fashion sense and colour riots. Beautiful cityscape, even…
You hate the policeman two blocks away from your house, but you want to be…