The One in Which I Launch ArtisansQuill on a Friday Afternoon

For the past few months, I have dreamt, planned, and begun building ArtisansQuill. Of all the roles, being a literary prospector, like a baba n bola of words, was the most thrilling. I wasn’t searching for trash. I was scouting for tired or busy wordsmiths and the treasures they carry. And what a joy it has been. What treasures I have found! When I chose … Continue reading The One in Which I Launch ArtisansQuill on a Friday Afternoon

It’s God’s Will?

“Again! Oh my God!” The words burst out as soon as I picked up the call and heard what had happened in the village. It’s about my sister, Saratu. Her husband had beaten her again, this time, into a coma. I could no longer concentrate on the report I was compiling. As the woman coordinator of one of the leading nongovernmental organisations for women empowerment in the North East with its headquarters … Continue reading It’s God’s Will?

Testament to Water and Bodies

I took waterfrom your lapping sea of originsand worked you into seashellsinto my mindinto my arts… I drew you in the face of glassy waters,left you sated inthe holy unity of bodies.from a single tweet, a single winkyou came to me in body like a poemand I took all of youyou took all of me in rapacious hunger of museoverpowered by fluvial writ of summons. … Continue reading Testament to Water and Bodies