We are proud to announce the release of 10 new chapbooks authored by Abugu Chukwudalu M., Billyhadiat Taofeeqoh Adeola, Divine Inyang Titus, Ehi-kowochio Ogwiji, Iliya Kambai Dennis, Korede Kakaaki, Martins Deep, Naimah Abdullahi Sabo, Nnadi Samuel and Sarafadeen Ibrahim.
SONGS WE SING BEFORE WE SLEEP BY ILIYA KAMBAI DENNIS
Iliya writes immensely on even the most trivial of feelings, sensations and ideas in a novel and amusing ways using witty aphorisms and engaging vocabularies.
REOPENING OF WOUNDS BY NNADI SAMUEL
Nnadi Samuel brims with weird imaginative creativity. His poems are hybrids of contemporary and traditional images, daring images. He has a good grip of language—salty missile, sweating bullets—damn!
REBIRTH BY SARAFADEEN IBRAHIM
there is healing in the
embrace of quietude by the night –
memories unspooling from bodies like
smoke from an ember.
MY GRIEF IN A NUTSHELL BY KOREDE KAKAAKI
This is the truth.
you can’t run away from your body
even when it repels itself
You can’t flee a form bestowed unto itself
even when it creaks with unhinged memories
& you search for exit doors in the pores of
your skin
ICEBREAKER BY EHI-KOWOCHIO OGWIJI
You will be at once quenched and refreshed, droplets of Summer rain on your tongue so bittersweet.
I TRIED TO SPELL YOU IN CLOUDS AND THEIR WATERS BY ABUGU CHUKWUDALU M
EVERGREEN BY NAIMAH ABDULLAHI SABO
Naimah puts cupid to trial in the sequence with which she braided through poems like search, no strings attached, second chance and other interesting pieces extoling the divine, decrying transgressions and musing about home and humanity in general
DECEMBER BEGINS THE NEW YEAR BY BILLYHADIAT TAOFEEQOH ADEOLA
The world is
On bended knees.
Be more than a flower;
Soft, fragile and chic.
Be steadfast like mountains
and deep like the Amazon.
Dance like the storm
Hold dignity in your bones,
Hold your identity like a flag
And if anyone tries to eclipse your light,
Wave it in their face.
A SHEAF OF WHISPERING LEAVES BY MARTINS DEEP
Martins Deep, in A Sheaf of Whispering Leaves, writes from a place of meditation on the scars left by the past on the present.