At God’s waiting room,
it rains when you least expect,
& sometimes, that may be all you need.
Akpabana’s Banquet | a CỌ́N-SCÌÒ poem by Hillary Ofukocho Anfofun
Soon, beneath the heavens’ trembling roof, the potbellied profligates of public trust will dine on the bitter fruits of their schemes as lightning carves their names into the night sky.
Sweetness & Ruin (Gummosis) | a CỌ́N-SCÌÒ poem by Jakky Bankong-Obi
….flowering with a sweetness that snares, forestalling the impulse to flight.
In motion, In touch | a CỌ́N-SCÌÒ photospeak by Caleb Ishaya Oseshi
humans have mastered the art of staying connected…
Like The Orange Orb | a CỌ́N-SCÌÒ photospeak by Taiwo Bisola Owoeye
She radiates strength, freedom, and resilience—an embodiment of a spirit unyielding, like the glowing orb above her.
Danfo: Heartbeat of Lagos | a CỌ́N-SCÌÒ photospeak by Adeniran Abdbasit Adeyemi
This chaotic harmony of movement and stillness reflects the city’s unrelenting energy…
Saving Adanna | a CỌ́N-SCÌÒ short story by Amira Abdul-Azeez
It all comes trickling back in slides. All you see is red – there is blood everywhere, lots of blood. Your blood. There is pain. Obliterating pain that rips your insides open. The type of torment that leaves you writhing and begging to die because the agony of death is far more honourable than this torture.
The In-Between | a CỌ́N-SCÌÒ short story by Gloria Ogo
I remember the weight of the odikro’s hand on my shoulder, how I flinched when he squeezed and said, ‘Your life is ours.’ I thought he meant, ‘You’re a part of us.’ I felt I belonged. But five seasons later, I understood the true meaning of his words.
Bestie, Bestie | a CỌ́N-SCÌÒ short story by Ehighocho Ruth James
I was happy she broke up with you. You came back to me and I thought the sadness would at least make you notice me. But you still didn’t.
I Do | a CỌ́N-SCÌÒ short story by Sesugh Iorliam
‘It’s too early to get divorce papers! The next time you see me, it would be about time.’