i. mama, these verses are stained with yesteryears’ distress, today’s tears and red- black ink of sorrowful solitude.…
CALL FOR SUBMISSIONS | BLACK YOUTH
Black Youth is now accepting submissions — short stories, poems, essays, critiques, photography and opinion articles from writers worldwide. All…
Brother Femi || Mo Priye
Her clothes smudged with dirt, and a hair awry as the chewed mango on her juicy palms. Lying face down…
Climate Change Is Your Business Too || Abimbola Abikoye
Climate change and peace are like two sides of the same coin. When one is treated with care, tactically and…
Colors in Cairo || Akinyemi Muhammed Adedeji
You are in the elevator, crowded only by your thoughts and a reflection of you in the elevator’s mirror. Your…
Fire in the Hole | Dami Koya
The phrase you only die once seems to hold some iota of accuracy to a great number of the human…
RESURRECTION
I am trying to come up with a badass introduction to this piece (or whatever it is). But it’s not…
Serendipity || Saliu Fatihah Ade
it’s night time and you are not here, i pick up my phone hoping to find something of you somewhere…
CREW LOVE || DAMILOLA KOYA
The crew shared everything. EVERYTHING. It was kind of easy to. We had all met at the same time; first…
COLORS || Praise Osawaru Wordsmith
In my earliest memory, I see myself staring at the sky; wondering why it was blue and how it always…
UNVERSED | MO PRIYE
This work is inspired by events untrue. Certain characters, names, incidents have not been fictionalized for writing purposes. However, this…
A MEMOIR OF UNFORTUNATE EVENTS | ADEWUSI G. DAVID
March, 2013. It is sometime around 10 a.m. I am in my school uniform, walking away from my secondary school.…
AM I THAT BLACK? | Akinyemi Adedeji Muhammed
If you’re brown, black, darn skinned, fair skinned, ‘yellow’, orange, or whatever tone your skin colour is; as long as…
Floating | Victor Daniel | Memoir
I’m the registrar of my group at the Mock Trials. Because the trials are coming up soon we’ve had to…
If I Die Young…
In primary school, I remember eating off my cuticle and this leading to a full-blown whitlow. For days I was…