Written By Precious Ologunwa “Even after ten years of losing my husband, I cannot publicly say I have a love life or that I want to remarry,” says Sade, 50. Her hesitation isn’t just grief—it’s fear of judgement, suspicion, and being seen as a woman who has moved on “too quickly”, even after a decade. In Nigeria, widowhood rarely ends with burial rites. For many women, grief becomes a long?term social and cultural condition shaped by traditional expectations, rituals, and …
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By Ifeoluwa Suleiman I spent half my life trying to negotiate with a God I was told couldn’t handle my hunger. On Sundays, I was a masterpiece of suppression. I wore long skirts that swept the …
Written by Oladoyin Alana Music has the power to make you express, feel, be heard, be relieved, be charged and be entirely yourself. And when music is in the hands of some, it becomes a weapon …
Written by Precious Nwosu Just like I do before writing any piece, I typed “safe sex” into Google’s search bar and as if in a race, widely cited definitions popped up on my screen within seconds. …
Written by Precious Nwosu Growing up, many of us were taught to extend kindness and empathy to neighbours and strangers as a way of life. Think of the Good Samaritan from the Christian Holy Bible. Think …
Written by Miracle Okah “I will not give birth to a life that will discriminate against my gender. My own flesh and blood must not become a blade turned against me.” “If the world born from …
Written by Nifemi I have a lot of not-so-peculiar things to be grateful for about my human experience. One of these things is the ability to detach myself from the collective, stand at a mental corner, …
Written by By Precious Ologunwa I was twelve — still a child, but already carrying a body the world believed belonged to someone older. My breasts began to grow rapidly, far faster than anything I was …
Written by Gbemi Trabaye My story is one that several people could probably relate to, but yet – there are always intricate, unique and subtle details that stand out each time. Whenever asked the question, “Where …
Written by Nifemi We are at a party together. An official kind of event. You’re wearing your three-piece suit—the type you wore with her in the picture. But dark blue this time. I knew I’d like …
Written by Gbemi Trabaye I’ve struggled with many things, but nothing as intense as maintaining friendships – so writing this article already feels therapeutic. Growing up, I spent every single day at home, rarely went out …