CONVERSify
By Michael Odejimi MICHAEL: You left. Suddenly. No goodbyes. Why? IFY: I said my goodbyes a few times. You just weren’t listening. These days, it seems the world only listens to what it[…]
Category: Lit Mag
Linger Still
By Soji Cole That black Friday When the canoe berthed by the bank You entered as a passenger Oh, how can you be so unsuspicious! Not to know that the[…]
The Family Meeting
The meeting that would decide Moremi’s fate was held in the parlour of Alhaja’s house. The parlour was the biggest room in the house. It had several old fashioned couches[…]
Words for Ify
by Joseph Ushie I never knew you while you danced and breathed But the innocence and charm on your undead face In this photo tell me you’re not dead. Earth[…]
Editorial #5: “SPEAKING BACK”: Tributes to a Gem
Living on the campus of the University of Ibadan as a student in the early 2000s, there were three venues of socialization: There were classrooms, there was the Staff Club[…]
A Dance Unspent
by Peter Akinlabi Say there was a dance unspent in you, a certain aversion to twine in the soul-shifting plunge into the spell of the transformative pond; or[…]
Two Poems for Omalicha
by Benson Eluma For Ify Omalicha Who now to carry on Your dance of beatitude, Lead the chorus In the return movement? Your strings have suddenly come Undone[…]
Night Too Soon
For Ify Omalicha, prima ballerina by Yomi Ogunsanya It is night too soon in the house, and not time for matinée The lead dancer’s feet have strayed beyond the[…]
Tonight I Deleted Ify Omalicha
by Ayodele Olofintuade Tonight I deleted Ify Omalicha’s phone number from my contacts. The number has not been on my phone for long, just barely 3weeks old. It’s strange actually[…]
Dreaming Journeys
(for Ify Agwu) By Jumoke Verissimo i Dreams should not lose their way But when they wander into The garage of graveyards and ghostly towns What poem will[…]