Two for One Dozen

In memory of EndSARS.

Backdrop: In October 2020, the hashtag “#EndSARS” trended globally as thousands of young Nigerians flooded the streets in protest of police brutality, demanding that the injustices of the Nigeria Police subunit, Special Anti-Robbery…

Home.

A three-part poem.

Íbo ni lé?

(Where is home?)

Home is green.

Rainforests and rivers.

Marshland and molluscs.

Zeroes Can Be Significant

A remarkable interview with Goke, an extraordinary retired teacher.

In an interview with just-retired teacher and Lifetime of Extraordinary Service awardee GOKE ANDREWS, foremost reporter NOLINA BANTO provides the…

Mastery (à la Bola)

A riveting interview with Bola, who took a huge step backward in pursuit of her dream.

In an exclusive interview with caterer extraordinaire and CEO of Delish by Bola, NOLINA BANTO provides juicy details of the…

Logistics (Sequel)

Vare’s Vindication.

Vare is hungry and tired. She arrives by noon as instructed but Aunty Sade says to “wait a bit”. By 1pm, Aunty Sade tells her she is going on her lunch break. By 2pm, the Manager is in another meeting.

Beguiled

Of art and artifices.

I had never seen anyone more stunning. She had lustrous locks of hair, looking every inch an exotic queen from an ethereal world.

I wondered how many heads she must have turned, like mine; how many must have been unable to go…

Logistics

Vare’s Exasperation.

Aunty Sade, the office secretary, hands Vare one nylon bag containing a Viju Apple drink and Jollof rice in a takeaway pack.

“Erm, ma, we are ten IT students.”

Fatigue

Enough said.

We had been too tired to deliberate or listen anymore; we just wanted to close the delegates’ symposium. That was why the anchor said anyone of us could volunteer to give a brief vote of thanks.

Relabelled

To a fresh start.

She had thought it would stop.

After all, it could extend for some more days. It had, before.

But it did not.

Nìshó

Go forward.

It was the last day of exams. Freedom at last.

She walked to The Wall again. All term long, she had been intrigued by it. It was a mosaic of sign-outs and cryptic messages, even a Latin quote, engraved by generations of students.