Martins Deep (he/him) is a Nigerian poet, photographer, & student of Ahmadu Bello University, Zaria. He is passionate about documenting…
“Am I a good mother? Was I a good mother to you?” While I’m in college, my mother calls just…
Hold me Black girl with the dark eyesand bright colored braids. Hold mein that close embrace of kindred spirits.Sister of…
When I was a kid I didn’t have cable, so Nickelodeon was a Holy Grail onlyattainable at my aunt’s house…
I enter the trap house of addictionUnaware of what lies aheadA repetitive destruction, my new affliction Thedomino effect yielding a…
in this part of the world,our leaders celebrate 60 years of free-doomby ploughing peaceful protesters from their mother’s soilthey say…
i worship the day because it survived the night – romeo oriogun this night is having a rhythm of its…
in response to the #EndSARS protests on the calendar in the living room, thick slashes of black scratch the days following…
I I unfold at every self- returning I baptize my bonesInto new orders of chills. Cold fire in my…
“How a bloody night of bullets and brutality quashed a young protest movement.” – CNN We will not forget: The…