Saturday, July 27, 2024

DIACRITIQUE

Diary of an Octogenarian: Fiction by Olayinka Oyegbile

At eighty five and at the twilight of my...

The Scholarship Girl: Fiction by Abigail George

It began in childhood. We were dragged to the library...

Run Away: Fiction by Felicia Taave

I have a condition. I don’t know what to...

Adichie, Dangarembga, and Davies: Measuring African Literature Association’s Steps and other Issues

“Adichie could have put the opportunity to address scholars...

Tufts of Hair

JUNE 2015 The sun peeked out of the June sky...

We write what they like: Recent African literature and the political economy of prize-winning

This is the title of a bold academic presentation...

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Sefi Atta: Something Good Comes to Nigerian literature

Ike Anya speaks with Sefi Atta on her recently...

Ikhide Ikheloa: Analog Origins, Digital Destinations

Sola Osofisan interviews Ikhide Ikheloa, a book interrogator, blogger...

Maik Nwosu: My Influences are a Collage of the Crossroads

Sola Osofisan interviews Maik Nwosu, poet, novelist, journalist and...

Tolu Fagbure | Case Closed!

…tying the knot of Nigerian unity Characters ManWoman Performance Note  There is a...

Broken Lines – A Longer Poem by Isidore Emeka Uzoatu

(i) FIRST INK Manual labourer writ large Forever tilling page, Sculpting for...

Adedamola Ruqayyah Aderibigbe: This Town, My Town, Stinks…

THIS TOWN, MY TOWN, STINKS OF EVERYTHING HORRENDOUS After Flourish...

November Leaves: Poems by Chris Msosa

NOD TO A FALLING TREE I ran into a skanking...

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Azubuike Obi | Welcome to a New Dispensation

   Sista mi, how you naw? It has been...

Abigail George | This is what happens to my tears

This is what happens to my tears and the...

Abu Ibrahim | Final Banquet of Desires

FINAL BANQUET OF DESIRES It is prison culture to give...

Abenea Ndago: A Funeral in Ladybrand

I am Tafadzwa. When I left Harare last month...

Paul Chibuike Emenike | Idanre

IDANRE Woman you are sad!‘Tis the same with me.—Ralph Armattoe. I.My...

Ubong Johnson | Let Us All Go

It’s so cold. My nostrils are clogged. My cheeks...

Talent Madhuku | The Video Recordings

She can’t sleep. It must be the worry, seasoned...

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