Customary end of year thing; it’s a bit lengthy, so take your time. — I. every day; when i wake up and draw in my first conscious breath, it is as though god has abandoned me. there are no joys. there is only sadness, darkness, and despair — a deep sad despairing night. i have sat to write to you many times since the last…

I just washed my feet. I took my time and scrubbed between the toes and the sides and soles—a really thorough job. After that, I wiped them with a towel; put some lotion on them, and then wore socks. I really enjoyed that. While I was running water over them…

In December 2020, I was diagnosed with ADHD. My symptoms had consistently worsened over the year, exacerbated by the Covid-19 lockdowns and the isolation that came with them. I first started to suspect that I might suffer from the disorder in 2018 when I looked to the internet for answers…

or girlfriend/partner/someone to hold his hand, goddamit. Hello and welcome. My name is A. Jollof. I’m a young [26-year-old] Nigerian man writer based in Umuahia, Abia State. The reason for this ad is simple: I am leading a lonely life and would like someone to share it with. I thought…

it’s almost 12:30 and my heart is aching. it has been aching all week, all month, all year. i fear that you will get tired of me talking about pain. i also know that if you do, i’ll understand — i too am tired. it’s 12:26 and i just finished…

featured image by Ujàh The day Nduka heard about old man Yaro for the first time, mother was having one of her moods. Before he died in that accident Father used to call it her darkness. He would come out of her room with a weary look on his face…

collapsing, unraveling. — It’s my birthday today, and I want to tell you about how my world has collapsed and the rut I am stuck in. No, don’t do that - don’t get angry or sad or worried, or all of those things you feel when a person you love (yes, I’m assuming…

On writer’s block, & horror. — Hello, reader. It has been a while since I wrote something. The simple answer is writer’s block. I don’t need to explain that to you - you’ve heard and read all about it. But the problem isn’t writer’s block - writer’s block is just a physical manifestation/expression of what truly…

conversations over tems and blick bassy. — So, what’s on your mind? Tems. Terms of what? No, Tems. The musician. Oh, why? I have been listening to her a lot recently. She doesn’t enunciate her words properly, you know? It’s fascinating. Also reminds me of myself. How so? I never communicate fully — I just blank out…