Osun State Governor, Adegboyega Oyetola, says his faith in the Nigerian judiciary in respect of his petition before the election tribunal remains firm and unshaken. Oyetola said himself and his party, the All Progressives Congress have confidence of emerging victorious…
The Osun State Governor-elect, Senator Ademola Adeleke, has raised alarm over alleged diversion of the State’s financial and physical assets. In a statement signed by spokesperson to the governor-elect, Olawale Rasheed, it was revealed that credible reports from within the…
The Senior Special Assistant to President Muhammadu Buhari on Media and Publicity, Garba Shehu has disclosed that the office of the National Security Adviser (NSA) would soon reveal the identities of highly placed Nigerians behind oil theft in Nigeria. Following…
The NIGERIAN NEWSDIRECT CHAPBOOK AWARDS is an initiative of Poetry Column-NND that seeks to promote the voices of Nigerian poets, as the column does weekly in our newspaper. We hope to prioritize consistency of the award, and in so doing,…
By Onyekachi Iloh Sorry, I was in the shower. Sorry, my phone died. Sorry, I was doing the laundry. Sorry, I was at the North Pole. Penguins were sliding on the ice all around us. Sorry, old grief was at…
By Muiz Opeyemi Ajayi Cathedrals drown the light at the denouement of this song. Say: even this orchestra defies illumination. At the edge of the dim light echoing from our past, I rock gently in the worn brown hammock on…
By Hassan A. Usman There’s no figurative way to say this: I’m heartbroken. It’s sunset again— I arrange my body where there’s a flicker, learning new ways to excite my grief. Light, even light, is damned to darkness. A bird…
By Ayoade Olamide Joy, they say, approaches in the morning, but this one breaking from my skin holds the semblance of a comet & I don’t know when it would hit. This art of liberty forms a laceration on my…
By Dami Ajayi (for Chebet) We let the logistics of saying goodbye overwhelm us, like young lovers. We remain tentative although we meant to be spontaneous. With ethanol & laughter & the canopy of night we feasted on music &…
By Joy Mamudu The first time I saw a rake, I was a child lost in the wonder of the metal fingers that gathered leaves into heaps I could roll in later, my laughter burning like incense to the gods…
