Tuesday, October 15, 2024

FICTION

Malkia Charlee | Tara Diddle

            “Easter, Christmas, Hanukkah, Eid—all absolute rubbish.”             “How so?”             “Consumerist gavage. Group presentation of our buttery wallets in obsessive...

Itseme Akede | I Cry Only At Night

I was never like the rest of them. Not even at the times I tried my hardest, and I...

Daniel Joe | Mummy’s Pet

One could begin with the small potholes that made his ass and scrotum hurt like hell, or the big...

 Mike Paterson-Jones | The Scar

It started in a small bare cement-walled room somewhere in the bowels of the city police station. There were...

Princewill Ibe | Isale Eko

Dear Abdullah, How quickly time has passed! Days have morphed into weeks, weeks into months, and now years since the...

Kiraka D. Mugatsia | Still Waters

The hill was swathed with green foliage from the towering Eucalyptus, the drooping Mexican Pine, Omuyeye, and the Cypress,...

Felix Otieno | I Write This As If I Am Not African

This man Lewis called me on the twenty fifth asking if i would fight for him. The bedside phone rang well after midnight, and not so groggy with sleep, i listened to him go...

POETRY

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Maik Nwosu

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Marvel Chukwudi Pephel

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Obiwu Iwuanyanwu