Saturday, July 27, 2024

DIACRITIQUE

The Body Part: Fiction by Bunmi Oke

I do not believe my ears. I wipe my...

The Quelea: Fiction by Abenea Ndago

With the return of the rain the leaves would...

Lagoon: A short Story by Edwin Madu

Our eyes were watching God when we heard that...

The Audacity of Pain: A Review of Jumoke Verissimo’s I Am Memory

I am Memory Author: Jumoke Verissimo Genre: Poetry Pages: 56 ISBN No: 978-978-088-065-1 Personally,...

Reflections on Echezonachukwu Nduka’s ‘Waterman’

#QUICKREADS Reflections on Echezonachukwu Nduka’s Waterman (Griots Lounge Publishing, 2020; ISBN...

Road Trip: Thoughts of Homeland

  Blustery. “It’s a road trip,” Hugh says, in his characteristic...

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G’Ebinyo Ogbowei: On Empires, Prickly Poetry and the Coming Hour of Reckoning

Uche Peter Umez interviews G’Ebinyo Ogbowei, former Head of...

Davina Owombre: Secrets determine what people do

Davina Owombre is a Nigerian writer whose stories are...

I Would Rather Shun Self-Publishing – Amatoritsero Ede

Amatoritsero Ede, an award winning Nigerian writer based in...

Tolu Fagbure | Case Closed!

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

Stars Will Never Fall: Poems by Olunosen Louisa Ibhaze

THE FIRST RAIN Months of dryness and heat, Plants bow their...

So Rough a Journey: Poems by Pious Elemchukwu Okoro

LIES Above the voice Of reason Lies scream aloud To be heard. Like the...

What Can I Call This? Poems by Kole Ade-Odutola

What Can I Call This? At the Tee-Junction of decision, the...

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Abenea Ndago: A Funeral in Ladybrand

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

Talent Madhuku | The Video Recordings

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

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...

Azubuike Obi | Welcome to a New Dispensation

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

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...

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