I am no expert at comprehending grief but I continue to do it by Clara Jack


I wrote an honest moving piece on grief in 2021 after I lost an aunt and my mum’s best friend in the same month. Losing Aunty Lolo and Uncle Darlington in July 2021 was my spirit telling grief, ‘e don do’ because I had been grieving long before then. Grief has altered my life and continues to do it but in August of 2021 I decided to write all I had learned about it in a 7-part memoir titled...

Without Him by Muhibbah Yahya


Without you I have been nothing but a broken shell holding up a façade of wholeness,For how can I be whole when without you I am half agony, half wonder completely and irrevocably incomplete,I sit starless night after night gazing up in search of the star that was once subject to your dandy,But night after night I am fruitless,Because like half of my soul it has twinkled outLeaving nothing but a...

My Father’s House by Popoola Ololade Aderemi


You’re in the kitchen when the phone rings for the third time that evening. You don’t check who it is because you already know, you didn’t have to check the first two times either. There was no mystery surrounding the ‘ who ‘. It might have been a different story if you didn’t know the ‘ why ‘ but you knew. And it wasn’t a different story. You...

Last Rays by Tenebris


Things look darker now The sights that used to brighten my days Are now the causes for clouds above my head The sounds I loved to listen to Are now nothing but static in my ears The supple skin I loved rubbing my hands on Now feels like I’m simply rubbing an ice cold stone You’re here yet not I smile at your actions Yet you’re no longer the focus of my attention I try to act...

The Mess You Made Me by Anita Don


ONE “Let’s quit Jason.” Samantha said. She was afraid to look directly into his eyes. But she had to,in order to prove her boldness. There were broken glasses scattered everywhere in the sitting room. The kitchen tap was rushing which made water overflow into the sitting room. The house was a mess.“Look into my eyes and tell me you don’t love me,”Jason screamed...

Wary of Love by Emmanuella Abasiekong


“I love you” spilled from the tips of your fingers And lit up my screen so easily Like mere words you speak frequently The weight of the words sat with me Kept me up at night thinking What could you possibly love about me? How well do you even know me? Why would you utter those 8 letters so freely They mean so much to me But i don’t know if you understand my mentality For you to...

There are not enough Poems about Love by Betini Udo


In the smallness of my grief, I hold all that we used to be. Broken vows and playlists  I do not listen to anymore.  In the smallness of my grief, I hold who I used to be with you And what I am now without.  A shadow lurking in your corner, Hoping the light of your smile  Will bring to the surface my humanness. I hold in the smallness of my grief All that I remember of you...


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Pencilmarks and Scribbles Magazine was founded in 2017 by Clara Jack to be a home for African writers, asking them to come as they are and giving them room for growth. The publication aims to give back to the Nigerian Literary scene for the things it has given us.