Saturday, July 27, 2024

DIACRITIQUE

Stingy Dad: A Short Story by Emmanuel Sule

Dad was criminally stingy. I didn't know how he...

In Akure: Fiction by Feyisayo Anjorin

Akure. Akun re; the bead necklace snapped – two...

Among Strangers: A Short Story by Jude Dibia

"Shame on you!" That was what she said, spitting on...

To ‘Tell’ or to ‘Show’ – That is the Question

At the advanced level class of the recently held...

Not All Writers Can Be Good and Popular

Let me start by appreciating Professor Austen Bukenya’s stand...

Dangerous Love of the Woman: A Review

Embracing My Shadow: Growing up Lesbian in Nigeria by...

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

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

Shadreck Chikoti: Speculative fiction is wide in its scope

Shadreck Chikoti is passionate about the development of writing...

Ikhide Ikheloa: Analog Origins, Digital Destinations

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

Tolu Fagbure | Case Closed!

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

Generations: A Poem by Ivana Osagie

GENERATIONS In the silence, I see them, And in the darkness...

The Hawk no more has Claws: Poetry by Olubela Christopher Oluwamurewa

THE HAWK NO MORE HAS CLAWS 1 Moon Starved Is this all...

Muse: Poems by Anthony Okpunor

MUSE She was a boy, and her multi-colored eyes draw light...

LAST MONTH ...

Azubuike Obi | Welcome to a New Dispensation

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

Abu Ibrahim | Final Banquet of Desires

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

Abigail George | This is what happens to my tears

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

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...

Ubong Johnson | Let Us All Go

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

Paul Chibuike Emenike | Idanre

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

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