Fiction

Yagazie Chinekotam | The Old High Gate Hotel

The set of apartments sat like the last twelve cubes in a St. Louis sugar box. I could smell the aroma of...
Poetry

Abigail George | Black Vulnerability, Black Stigma

Black vulnerability, black stigma There's a swamp in his breath, swampy breathvolcanic ash in his pink nostrils, dragonThe red light from the...
Poetry

Mark de Klerk | Playing Golf with Nelson Mandela

Playing Golf with Nelson Mandela Once again, I am in the roughfeeling inferior to the guy behind mewho keeps hitting holes-in-one.After a...
Essays & Reviews

‘Shèun Ominira-Bluejack | “Uneasy Lies The Head”

“I am an African! I owe my being to the hills and the valleys, the mountains and the glades, the rivers,...
Poetry

Newpanther | Chapter 9

Chapter 9 yesterdays agoI saw long haired hippies in black and whitereligious groupies squatting everywheretelling fortunes under Shaman trancedrop a bit of...
Fiction

Michael Barrington | A Toast to Africa

The message from the Regional Director was sparse and uncompromising—no explanations, only urgency. He should leave at once. His destination lay...
Poetry

Cliff Burns | First Meeting

First Meeting You are the Otherbut from your pointof view so am I Inside Schrodinger’s Boxstaring at each otheruncertain what happens next Tribal peoplemeeting...
Fiction

Khosa J.K. Chambalo | Memory Lane

The red earth of Malawi does not forget the footprints of its children. Even when the rain washes the surface clean,...

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J.L. Oputa | Room IV

I Trepidation : A feeling of alarm or dread. The first time you came across this word was in your primary school classroom. Mrs. Essien, your...

Tarius Montayj Jones | Pain

“Pain” It comes every year, like the passing of tradition;there is no February’s leap year,nor is there any grey area in betweento separate Black from...

Brian Obiri-Asare | in pure moonlight

in pure moonlight +++over at the chop bar, where they’re still palavering & holding onto the promise of this world, her sighs return +++from the abyss...

James Joy | How I Met My Kitten’s Father, and Other Lessons in Love

Our neighbour's stray cat is a patchwork of colors: white fur coat broken by a round grey spot on her back, and pointy orange...

Samuel Kozah | Facing West

West is the first fact of me. I have faced it for eighty years. My world is curved. The earth presses against my round edge...

B. Guserwa | A silent affection

My old man loves his wife, but you would never know it. You wouldn’t know it from the way he never says her name, from...

RANDOM CONVERSATIONS

Akin Adesokan: The Endurance of a Literary Culture

Akin Adesokan is unbreakable. This mild-mannered leviathan of letters...

Harry Garuba: In Praise of “the Thursday People”

Harry Garuba who passed in February 2020 was a...

Uwem Akpan: On Bullets, Bestsellers and Bedbugs

Uwem Akpan In conversation with Sola Osofisan. In 2008, Uwem...

Naipanoi Lepapa: I needed to be a poet to save myself…

Naipanoi Lepapa is a journalist and poet. Her evolving...

“Literature Can Catalyze Transformation in Society”: A Conversation with Francis Egbokhare

Francis Egbokhare, poet, cultural critic and professor of linguistics...

Wesley Macheso: Fiction is greater than the reality it mirrors

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

Nnedi Okorafor: I just have stories to tell…

Nnedi Okorafor is an important writer, period. She is...

Gender in African Literature Today: A Conversation with Asante Lucy Mtenje

Asante Lucy Mtenje is a Malawian academic, creative writer,...

A Hero of his own Myth | Lawrence Winkler in Conversation

"What is your final destination…?" asked the South African...