Saturday, July 27, 2024

DIACRITIQUE

Anthony Madukwe: Your Mind Is Doing What It Does

You met him on a Tuesday, in that restaurant...

Abigail George: Hibiscus

Who listens to smoke? Breath pumps through me. You’re...

Michael C. Sutherns: Oedipus Laughing

His was a desultory gait, plodding down the street,...

The Reunion: A Creative Essay by Seotsa ‘Soh’ Manyeli

It is a line; small and tentatively drawn by...

A Review of Ben Ige’s The Teacher’s Blood

  Book: The Teacher's Blood Author: Ben Ige Reviewer: Wande Ijaluwoye The Teacher's...

Man, Universe And Drama: An Essay By Omale Allen Abdul Jabbar

The world is too much with us Getting and spending...

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Interview with Hafsatu Ahmed Abdulwahid

ADAMU: Could we hear a brief about your life? ABDULWAHID:...

Writers should not self-censor themselves when they write –Uche Peter Umez

At just thirty-five Uche Peter Umez (fully known as...

I see a very bright future for Nigerian Literature – Prof. Akachi Ezeigbo

Prof (Mrs) Akachi Ezeigbo is a name that readily...

Tolu Fagbure | Case Closed!

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

Arrival of the Paper Tiger Empress: Poems by Abigail George

  The Arrival of the Paper Tiger Empress My wild ‘Sargasso’ sea Is...

I Walk Away: Poems by Sarah O’Gorman

I Walk Away I walk away from you I re-approach my...

Regret: A Poem by Sanya Osha

REGRET I And what are you all looking at And waiting for? You...

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Talent Madhuku | The Video Recordings

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

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...

Abenea Ndago: A Funeral in Ladybrand

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

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...

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