Saturday, July 20, 2024

DIACRITIQUE

The Woman Who Buries Her Affairs: Fiction by Abigail George

There is a rented taste in the air. All...

Audrey Obuobisa-Darko: Being

My name is Kowa, and I don’t know where...

The Voice: A Short Story by Umar Abubakar Sidi

The voice sprang out sharply, like a projectile fired...

Rotimi Babatunde’s Bombay’s Republic: Of Similitude and Verisimilitude

Jurisprudence and common sense agree on the question of...

One Day, I Will Write about this City in Flowery Words

"Forgive me if what has seemed little to you,...

In Search of the African Writer

Much has been made about recent statements ascribed to...

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Chika Unigwe on Modern-day Sex Slavery and the Politics of Belonging

Chika Unigwe, after several years living in Belgium, recently...

Uzor Maxim Uzoatu: The Legend of Ben Tomoloju

The arts scene of Lagos, nay Nigeria, owes a...

Shadreck Chikoti: Speculative fiction is wide in its scope

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

Tolu Fagbure | Case Closed!

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

Naming a Child in Exile: Poems by Kabu Okai-Davies

Naming a Child in Exile The language by which we...

Do Other Writers Feel It Too?: Poems by Agnes Aineah

DO OTHER WRITERS FEEL IT TOO? Writing isn’t a simple...

When Love is a Raw Country: Poems by D.M.D. Goodhead

We Dream We dream of beauty, we dream of joy, We...

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Paul Chibuike Emenike | Idanre

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

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...

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...

Ubong Johnson | Let Us All Go

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

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