Saturday, July 27, 2024

DIACRITIQUE

Abigail George: Berg

The garden is an ice ruin. Stinking leaves curl...

Anything for Money: Fiction by Michael Inioluwa Oladele

The man was a funny man. Though he was...

Journey by Night: A Short Story by Bob Majirioghene Etemiku

Brrr…brrr…brrr… The person at the other end appeared hesitant to...

Shared Experiences: Reading NoViolet Bulawayo’s We Need New Names

A review of NoViolet Bulawayo’s We Need New Names Chatto...

Serendipity: An Essay by Oscar Mubila

Having been surrounded by Christians and Christianity all my...

A Review of Sanya Osha’s ‘Naked Light and the Blind Eye’

Perhaps the first thing that strikes one about this...

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Interview with James Murua, Founder of JamesMurua.com

Webmasters, bloggers and editors of literary websites are usually...

The Quintessence of Soyinkaism: By Uzor Maxim Uzoatu

The presentation of the book Journeys Around and with...

Titilope Sonuga: I believe in truth-telling as a pathway to healing

Títílopẹ́ Sónúgà (she writes it as “Titilope Sonuga”) is...

Tolu Fagbure | Case Closed!

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

The Babalawo: Poems by Baba Olutunde Olufemi

THE BABALAWO Quietly sitting in front of a small fire A...

When My Lips Part: Two Poems by Atuhairwe Agrace Mugizi

WHEN MY LIPS PART I speak for the girl who longs...

A Bridge Passing Under Many Waters: Poems by Ololade Adewuyi

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

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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...

Ubong Johnson | Let Us All Go

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

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...

Azubuike Obi | Welcome to a New Dispensation

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

Talent Madhuku | The Video Recordings

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

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