Saturday, July 27, 2024

DIACRITIQUE

Cow and Chicken: Fiction by Mercy Eni Wandera

My older step brother, Pat, was a charismatic deviant...

Pilate’s Hands: A Short Story by Ahmed Maiwada

Every Friday, when the sun folded the shadows directly...

The President: Fiction by Vincent de Paul

It has been thirty years since nuclear energy was...

Just Flow!

The popular jingle "If it is not Panadol it...

The Writer and the Global Frontier

Looking back, it is sometimes difficult to believe that...

Restless Journeys and Horsemen – A Review by Ikhide R. Ikheloa

The Horsemen and other poems 73 pp Africa World Press,...

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Chinedu Ogoke: The West is the Giver and Taker of Literary Life

                              --------------------------------------------------------------- When we talked in September 2003, after the...

Recalling the Iconic Exit of Chinua Achebe

Chinua Achebe died at exactly 11:51pm (US time). That...

Wesley Macheso: Fiction is greater than the reality it mirrors

Wesley Macheso teaches Creative Writing and Literature at Mzuzu...

Tolu Fagbure | Case Closed!

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

My Vision: Poetry by Adeola Ikuomola

MY VISION Her eyes are twin swords cutting the dark cords off my...

A Bridge Passing Under Many Waters: Poems by Ololade Adewuyi

FROM OLUMO ROCK a brown thread stretches far far beyond the...

A Rose Not Seen: Poems by Emuobome Jemikalajah

A ROSE NOT SEEN (For Eliana) When in bloom you blossom, And...

LAST MONTH ...

Abu Ibrahim | Final Banquet of Desires

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

Talent Madhuku | The Video Recordings

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

Abenea Ndago: A Funeral in Ladybrand

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

Abigail George | This is what happens to my tears

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

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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