the earth/grew/ into solidarity
after grief gawped requiems into the soil /myringas/
sacred buffs— no longer hid in silence
THE WEIGHT OF LOSS (a short story by Ewa Gerald Onyebuchi)
A gust of wind splashes over me. I feel your presence; the sweet smell of strawberry that often steamed from your body caresses my nostrils and wets my taste buds. But it’s only a while until you leave with the wind, I think. The smell lingers. Strongly.
“HISTORICAL SEXISM AFFECTS WOMEN’S PROGRESS IN EDUCATION, WRITING, AND LITERATURE”: A CỌ́N-SCÌÒ MAGAZINE INTERVIEW WITH OYINDAMOLA SHOOLA
In Nigeria, we don’t talk about how historical sexism affects women’s progress in education, writing, and literature. We talk about how colonialism has affected the country or set it back from other nations, but when it comes to women in the publishing industry, we often expect that they will be at the same level as men, and if they aren’t, then it is their fault
CỌ́N-SCÌÒ MAGAZINE: ‘REGENERATION’ [ISSUE 1, VOL. 2 | APRIL 2021] IS OUT
The literary offerings in Regeneration are full of light and hope, both of which are active ingredients for the medicine our world direly needs.
CỌ́N-SCÌÒ MAGAZINE: ‘REGENERATION’ [ISSUE 1, VOL. 2 | APRIL 2021]
TITLE: REGENERATION ISSUE: 1 VOLUME: 2 MONTH/YEAR: April 2021 PAGE COUNT: 34 " Only through regeneration can we truly heal and overcome the complete distortion of the economic ecosystem and...
HAIKU: AN INTRODUCTION by Taofeek Ayeyemi
Haiku originates from Japan and there, it is their oral form and usually in a sequence or linked verse form (called renga, renku or haikai no renga) up to 100 verses and more. The introductory verse to the sequence is the hokku which is now called haiku.
THE STATE OF NIGERIAN LITERATURE AND THE NEED FOR YOUTH INVOLVEMENT IN MANAGING THE AFFAIRS OF THE INDUSTRY by Ahmed Maiwada
Nigerian literature is not in the state that it ought to be, given the enormous Nigerian population; we need to do more. We need to develop a conscious policy towards enhancing the results achieved by our books out there in the market across the world.
‘SUDDEN ENTRAPMENT’ (a short story by R. C. Ofodile)
Kene’s heart was thumping. After over an hour, they had not moved even a quarter of a mile. He prayed in desperation, ‘Lord, please don’t let me miss this flight. What will I do… Let the traffic move… Let the plane be delayed. Flights are delayed all the time, and sometimes, cancelled…’
CORONA GIRL (a short story by Adesina Ajala)
He dashed into the street; it was empty and cold, just the streetlights beaming orange in the distance. He cocked his ear in many directions in the dark for a voice or a footstep, but all that returned to him was bland silence.
SIXTY-ONE (a short story by Queen Nneoma Kanu)
My bags are packed and ready to go. It has been eight months and I still live out of my suitcase. Today would have been sixty-one days from the day I started checking off the dead days. The days I dreamt of home, of warm embraces and bright faces. I practice my reaction for when I will see you again.