The Transformation of Mama PaulinaMarch 2015
Boundaries of Gender: This time around, Mama Paulina would marry a woman. She was not looking for a sexual relationship, but for a wife who would provide her with sons.
First there was a little crackle as the pin scratched the record and then the voices would begin to sing or talk and would float into the surrounding inky darkness.
The rope almost loops / in an obvious feast of beheading.
from A Forest of a Thousand Daemons: A Hunter’s SagaSeptember 2013
Without a doubt, my friend has told you the tale about my parents, and about the various things that I experienced when I visited the Forest of Irunmale.
Ikhide Ikheloa: Notes from my Middle PassageJune 2013
Nothing could prepare me for America.
The Worst Thing That HappenedApril 2013
“Don’t worry, it will be okay, these things happen for a reason,” Ma Bille said. “As I always say: the worst thing to happen to you is for the best—”
In A NameDecember 2012
Names hold culture and history. They defend or surrender their bearer to the prejudices of the world. So what does it mean when your name doesn’t mean anything?
A Man of the PeopleDecember 2012
He takes her hand, careful to keep his eyes away from her dominant breasts, her full pouty lips, and they begin in the living room.
Joseph Gergel: Nigerian Nostalgia ProjectNovember 2012
A massive collection of pre-digital photography shows a nation in transition—and manages bring Facebook-level connectivity into a gallery space.
Medina Dugger: Images from UndergroundNovember 2012
Young Lagosian photographers examine the corners of their city that often go unseen.
How Things Fell ApartOctober 2012
In an excerpt from his long-awaited memoir, the inventor of the post-colonial African novel in English discusses his origins as a writer and the seeds of revolt against the British Empire.
If you must travel, travel by Amtrak. Trains are safe, buses are not. I mean safe from raids by the INS.
Glenna Gordon: Andrea Stultiens’s Images of EmptinessJuly 2012
Photos of empty performance spaces in Lagos capture the spirit of Fela Kuti's famous nightclub and strip back the chaos of one of the world's busiest cities.
Lagos Photo FestivalDecember 2011 A selection of work from the 2011 Lagos Photo Festival by forty photographers from around the world.
Picturing AfricaDecember 2011 Lagos Photo Festival founder Azu Nwagbogu on combating Afro-pessimism, the dialogue between Africa and the West, and depicting the “other Africa” of industry and intellect.
Those Who Answered to AbrahamAugust 2011
“It is bad that a man who has swum in the great River Niger should be drowned in its small tributary.”
Quality StreetBy Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie, guest-edited by Claire Messud
Sochienne called her a fat bourgeois, a dilettante dancing while Nigeria was failing, as though she could somehow solve the country’s problems by depriving herself of a manicure.
WaitingBy E.C. Osondu (Winner of the 2009 Caine Prize for African Writing)
My friends in the camp are known by the inscriptions written on their t-shirts. Acapulco wears a t-shirt with the inscription, Acapulco. Sexy’s t-shirt has the inscription Tell Me I’m Sexy. Paris’s t-shirt says See Paris And Die.
When Rain Hits This City Already FlounderingBy A. Igoni Barrett
The sergeant dealt him a series of rapid-fire slashes across the face with his whip, and then dragged him to the edge of the flooded pit.