Saturday, September 7, 2024

CREATIVE NONFICTION

Prince Ihè | Here, We Sing A Sad Song

"We only live once. We only die once. How...

Dismas Okombo | Home

for S.O. You still listen to the same Ohangla music...

How to Dispose of Good Shoes in Africa: Non-fiction by Ebuka Prince Okoroafor

The shoes on my feet have seen three generations...

Lawrence Winkler | Pawns on the Nile

‘He who rides the sea of the Nile must...

Rumbie Mugadza | No!

“No” And The Dragon That Could Not Be Slain Your...

Nzube Nlebedim: The Newcomer into America is Uncertain

The newcomer into America from Lagos is a confused,...

Sybil Fekurumoh | Tomorrow For My Worth, Today For Children

The audience is witnessing a moment in a support...

PLAY

Images that Linger, Words that Bite

  And now the horn may paw the air, Howling goodbye. -...

Chijioke Amu-Nnadi: We have authorship, not authority, over what we write

“Art comes to us because we are, essentially, fragile...

Namwali Serpell: Planting Seeds in a Garden of Intention

Namwali Serpell. Born in Lusaka, Zambia. The ethereal forms...

Kosoluchi Agboanike | PALM

A PLAY PERSONS: OLAOHA, OBINNE, IKEDIKE, NWELUMMA, ANIMOKE, EZEMMUO, VILLAGERS. I Night...

I Tried To Paint a Girl: Poems by Henry Ajah

I TRIED TO PAINT A GIRL It was the grin...

Kunle Okesipe: Horoscope for My Homeland

HOROSCOPE FOR MY HOMELAND Today, as the sun crosses the...

Cornelia Smith Fick: Fool’s Gold

FOOL’S GOLD A familiar embrace of gold-bearing rock, tentacles spread to fissure; whispered...

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