Wednesday, October 30, 2024

FICTION

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...

Kiraka D. Mugatsia | Still Waters

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

Malkia Charlee | Tara Diddle

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

 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...

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...

Daniel Joe | Mummy’s Pet

One could begin with the small potholes that made his ass and scrotum hurt like hell, or the big potholes that whispered ‘death’ on several occasions. One could even begin with the thick bushes...

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