Every Choba market day, while most kids were still curled under their blankets or playing catch in the streets, I was already up with the sun not b...Read more

Every Choba market day,(a popular marketing Port Harcourt ) while most kids were still curled under their blankets or playing catch, I was up, ready...Read more

At seventeen, stepping onto the campus of the University of Port Harcourt felt like plunging into an ocean I wasn’t ready for. The campus was alive ...Read more

Adaora sat hunched over her desk at work, her fingers pressing into her abdomen as if she could physically smother the burning sensation beneath her...Read more

The islanders of Lúnasa whisper about the tidal curse how twice a year, the sea retreats, exposing wrecks and the sins of those who drowned them. Th...Read more

Dear BlogShop Community, I’m thrilled to share my journey with you—a story of rediscovered passion, resilience, and the power of community. A few ...Read more

Juniper "June" Choi hides her anxiety behind smiles and hurried laughter. Sleepless nights spent cramming for AP classes and panic attacks during cr...Read more

Every morning at 4:45 AM, my alarm shatters the silence of my tiny room in Choba. By 5:00 AM, my hands knead dough, the scent of fried fish clinging...Read more

The cabin in Hollow’s End had a dark reputation rotting timbers, fractured glass, and ten years of whispered disappearances. The town called it curs...Read more

The cabin in Hollow’s End had a dark reputation rotting timbers, fractured glass, and ten years of whispered disappearances. The town called it curs...Read more