Monday, July 22, 2024

DIACRITIQUE

A Little Pinch of Something: Fiction by Chizoma Emeka Joshua

The first rule about being a good cook, Nneka...

The Truth for a Portrait: Fiction by Philips Chidumebi

Everything always stays the same. There is a morning...

The Final Song: A Short Story by Henry Chukwuemeka Onyema

They say music has power, enormous power. As a...

The Demystification of the ‘Euromerican’ Myth in Awoshakin’s Lost and Found in America

              ‘Even before the dust and smoke of slave...

Crystal Bright: By Seotsa “Soh” Manyeli

It is shining; it is moving very fast. But...

Writer’s Lamentation

All prayers said and psalms read, spirits of long...

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“The artist is a person at a crossroads” – Francis B. Nyamnjoh

Cameroonian Scholar Francis B. Nyamnjoh on Art, Academia, indebtedness,...

Sefi Atta: Something Good Comes to Nigerian literature

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

A Daughter’s Burden: Obiageli Ibrahimat Okigbo & the Christopher Okigbo Legacy

‘’Have you seen Nduka Otiono?’’ ‘’No I haven’t. Am...

Tolu Fagbure | Case Closed!

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

Reading Cook Books on the Sly: Poems by Abigail George

Reading Cook Books on the Sly I’ve found the abandoned Collected...

Epiphany: Poems by Wesley Macheso

EPIPHANY The sensual rhythm of thumping drums stirred the ancestors in...

Becoming: Poetry by Naza Amaeze Okoli

  BECOMING I was brewed with the tears of a grieving...

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Talent Madhuku | The Video Recordings

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

Azubuike Obi | Welcome to a New Dispensation

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

Ubong Johnson | Let Us All Go

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

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...

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