Written by Mercy Williams Tell me! What’s typically your go-to favourite fashion piece? And if you’re even remotely familiar with the Africa Magic Viewers’ Choice Awards, what was your favourite look from this year’s edition? The AMVCA 2025 event, held in May, completely had the internet in a chokehold for days. My Twitter timeline was a non-stop stream of hot takes and endless threads: from swooning over the most jaw-dropping red-carpet looks to celebrating the year’s standout films. But it …
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By Sedem Kamassah In this project I attempt to capture what it means to be grateful. Coming from a Catholic family, I was taught to begin every prayer/project with gratitude and thanksgiving, for it is what …
Written by Sheila Kal A man who in urgency asks, ‘Babe, teach me how to rub your clit.’ A man who, at the supermarket, makes faces at kids who tells jaba stories to his nieces and …
To the woman who is struggling to make ends meet, I feel you. I’ve been there, and I know how hard and powerless it feels when you’re doing so much and still struggling. You’re so hard-working …
Written by Mercy Williams Within and beyond Africa, marriage and motherhood are often sold to the girl child as the ultimate aspirations. For many girls, the social conditioning to prepare for this supposed life goal begins …
Written by Sheila Kal Sing Say your name. Say your name Say your name. Say your name Baby, say your name. Say your own name Oh mimi sitajisahau (I will not forget myself)Sitajisahau. Juu tu ya dunia… ( I will not forget …
Written By Idayat Jinadu I have a full-length mirror in my room, and I tend to dance naked in front of it—an activity that brings me so much joy. When I’m in front of the mirror …
Written by Miracle Okah The first TikTok post I ever saw on feminine energy said women need to “embrace their softness” to attract the kind of man they want. At that time in my life, I …
Written by Sheila Kal Where is my sunlight? Viola Davis, Oprah + Viola: A Netflix Special Cry, childso the memory is soft The night lights across Tokyo both fascinate and separate me evenlyHow can a people collectively live so …
i turn in my bed and look out the window. day is breaking, and this overexcites the birds. they start to chirp, having no regard for the fact that it’s the weekend and people want to …
Written by Miracle Okah If you ask me what the first thing people notice about me is, I’d probably say my eyes. But if you had asked me that question when I was twelve, I would …