Hope-filled MelodyT S S. FULKThere is more than crisis and tragedyA kind word aloud, rather than unsaidOne more note for a hope-filled melodyA young musician’s thoughts are prosodyLike a loom with heddles, yarn and some threadThere is more than crisi...
ACHING WINGS OF HOPEJohn Chinaka OnyecheFather figure.Some nights,heartache comes,Puncturing my soul& my tongue thirsts for words.Where these words grow wings,dashing into flying schools.But here I return each night,scribbling on tablets of time....
Dear ,Welcome to October!We begin the daily inbox run with a full introduction of who we are at Stripes Literary Magazine.First our dream: Platform newbie writers and creatives while offering raw, different and divergent work to readers.INTRODUCING T...
IT ALL BEGINS WITH SILENCETukur Loba Ridwanit’s our first time together in this roomour synergy starts with a serene ambienceabreast, we sit and share the same monologuesin our heads—of how to relish the momentbefore the day calls it a daythen rinsea...
Dear ,We sent out all responses to submissions for Blank Spaces. It was humbling to read the different ideas sparked by this theme.As always, we got more than we asked for and were really sad to let some pieces go.Still, so many submissions came in t...
Hey ,September came with an eclipse. Did you see it? I am yet to. I only saw pictures online and asked a few friends if they witnessed it. Seems we are yet to see it in Nigeria (if at all)We are 21 days to October and to mark 5 years, we will be send...
Hey ,How else can art be made if not by scribbling, slashing and splashing?First, you scribble then, you slash because you must kill your darlings not so?Then, you splash, a little bit of colour, spice and a metaphor. Not too much, so it doesn't end...
Dear ,Read.Drop the pen and listen.Allow yourself to be immersed in wonder. Let words captivate you.•••We saw this quote while looking up our theme and decided to share.And then a kind of bleakness about the present and then just a blank space about...
Dear ,‎‎Its Abasiama.‎‎I announced your passing today to the Stripy family. Still, I sit confused if perhaps this is just a sick joke or some form of dream. ‎‎I know that no one has the right on who lives or transits but again, I am tempted to ask wh...
Dear I thought of so many ways to start this letter. I did. Then, I remembered that I have never done this before, really processed grief. I have never had cause to. I tend to hide away from things and shoo it all away but I had to share this with yo...