Tares Oburumu My grandfather is seated next to his trauma visible in the war-photo. And
Adebayo Samuel and I would gently enter into that dream, wide awake, my feet
Chimezie Umeoka Gods. The thing about gods is that Their stories are written in ever
Mohammed Sanni Olowojoyin Like every burning image asks for water, He asks why everything
Mercy Musa // Winner, Joseph and Eunice Igbokwe Memorial Foundation Prize for Pidgin Poetry, 2024
Dede, boyed to silence, thrashes the earth in mouthed struggle there is so much to
Finally I am awake. I bite my lips, tell myself nobody died.Yesterday four men strangled
The thing in my head tells me I am going to die soon & the