Prague, Before it Happened

Image Credit: Leonardo Yip/unsplash Japa—the nudge to leave—had set its tone for long. The teeth of the waiting season were becoming whiter, following the doubt—like a hangover cloud—which dissipated from each email I exchanged with Professor Prochazka, the Chair of the Graduate Board at DALC, Charles University, Prague. “Dear Ndubuisi, many thanks for your proposal. It is interesting and detailed.” That sounded nice, but it … Continue reading Prague, Before it Happened

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