Saturday, July 27, 2024

DIACRITIQUE

Grandma Grace: A Short Story by Tolulope Ogunlesi

I count the wooden steps. I am wondering how...

I Remember: Flash Fiction by Olufunke Kolapo

I remember her eyes. There was something eerie about...

Life Deferred: Fiction by Eze Ifeanyichukwu Peter

Life is here, in this place, where you are-...

The Lament of Rage: A Review of Servio Gbadamosi’s ‘A Tributary in Servitude’

Book Title: A Tributary in Servitude Author      : Servio Gbadamosi Publisher:...

The Printed Word Beyond the Spoken Story: A Review of ‘Blood Will Call’

The gripping collection of ten short stories, Blood Will...

Burma Boys and Strange Wars

"No European writer could have written 'Things Fall Apart,'...

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Dr. Amitabh Mitra: A Creative Approach to Healing

  Sola Osofisan interviews Dr. Amitabh Mitra, a South African...

The Phenomenal Woman: Remembering Dr. Maya Angelou

A LIBRARY BURNS TO THE GROUND History suffers a great...

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

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

Tolu Fagbure | Case Closed!

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

Fool Moon: Poems by Adedayo Michael Babatunde

FOOL MOON The astrologer had seen the future and had...

Home, Sour Home: Poems By Adebayo Akinloye

CHIMERA moon stars clouds and sun time merged and dispersed on the...

When Fame finds you: Poems by Asudemade Habeebullah

WHEN FAME FINDS YOU Fame, too, starts with the sixth...

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Azubuike Obi | Welcome to a New Dispensation

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

Abigail George | This is what happens to my tears

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

Abu Ibrahim | Final Banquet of Desires

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

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...

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...

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