Life’s vibrant cycle in green: the endless recycling of plant and animal life and unbroken journey of every breath.
Meditation | a CỌ́N-SCÌÒ photospeak by Sulola Imran Abiola
This powerful monochrome image depicts deep absorption. Head back, eyes closed, the subject finds a private sanctuary, emphasizing how external noise fades when one connects with an inner rhythm or profound contemplation.
Hope | a CỌ́N-SCÌÒ photospeak by Anyanwu David Chinedu
This captivating piece invites contemplation on the strength found in stepping towards the unknown, guided by an inner light and the promise of what’s to come.
Finding Chaos in Calm | a CỌ́N-SCÌÒ art by Ojo Victoria Ilemobayo
A visual symphony where electric hues clash and swirl, yet the subject remains still, eyes closed, untouched by the surrounding storm. In the heart of distortion, serenity blooms — a radiant defiance against noise, movement, and uncertainty.
“History Books Cannot Be Trusted, So We Must Write Our Own Stories…“ | A CỌ́N-SCÌÒ Magazine Interview with Nana Sule
We have to write. History books cannot be trusted. We must write our stories, weave them into art, painting, poems—because at the very least, we have to let it be known that we tried. That we resisted. That we didn’t want this to happen, but it did.
Reading Impunity As Nigeria’s Truth | a CỌ́N-SCÌÒ review of Faith Ose Ebhodaghe’s ‘Impunity’ by Izang Alexander Haruna
The thing with impunity is that everyone suffers from its existence… Impunity touches everyone in one way or another.
A Palette of Desire | a CỌ́N-SCÌÒ review Lanre Sonde’s ‘Mellexy: Colours Of You’ by Jide Badmus
Sonde’s Mellexy: Colours Of You is a book of utopian love verses and nimble lyrics, something to get lost in while tucked in bed for the night.
In The Hush Between Lines | a CỌ́N-SCÌÒ review of Folake Adebote’s ‘The Ways We Fought’ by Servio Gbaadmosi
One of the quiet triumphs of The Ways We Fought is its sense of Africanity that does not require assertion. It lives in the rhythm of speech, the weight of names, the presence of community that is, at once, protective in some ways, destructive in more, and always complicit.
A Dog For The Butchers | a CỌ́N-SCÌÒ short story by S. Su’eddie Vershima Agema
But Captain wasn’t done. The dog gave chase, its paws barely kissing the ground as it streaked after them like a demon released. The men glanced back again and again, hearts pounding, as though their gaze alone might keep the animal at bay.
Owuro’s Hunter | a CỌ́N-SCÌÒ short story by Michael Olugbenga Olobadola
Owuro was a place rooted deep in doctrine. Here, witches weren’t figures of myth but threats prayed against from the pulpits and minarets. If the truth broke the surface, there would be blood.