Monday, July 22, 2024

DIACRITIQUE

Stingy Dad: A Short Story by Emmanuel Sule

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

To Be the Bridesmaid: A Short Story by Felicia Taave

Nothing had prepared her for these kinds of ‘choices.’...

Making Origami for Christmas: Fiction by Ebuka Prince Okoroafor

There was something certainly not right with the feel...

Bones of Bulawayo Rattle: By Nigel Mabiza

Metaphoric orations from concrete metropolis buildings have left me...

Imagine That! Visions of the World In the New Millennium (1)

 SUMMARY Football is not a game of mathematics. Ironically, so...

Online Self-Publishing: A Threat to Traditional Players in Book Trade?

There has been a debate about self-publishing for the...

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Davina Owombre: Secrets determine what people do

Davina Owombre is a Nigerian writer whose stories are...

Younger Nigerian Writers Have Better Chances Than We Had – Helon Habila

Younger Nigerian writers have better chances than we had ...

Interview with James Murua, Founder of JamesMurua.com

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

Tolu Fagbure | Case Closed!

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

Existential Romantica: Poems by Hamzat Kassim

GROWING OLD sermon joe ballast sam furnace sally and music man fallacious memories of fading...

Adesiyan Oluwapelumi: Poems

Cities 'my body is a country of diverse places'- Romeo...

Richard Asamoah: Things you bring to the sea

Things you bring to the sea You Your thoughts A lover's scar A...

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Azubuike Obi | Welcome to a New Dispensation

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

Abenea Ndago: A Funeral in Ladybrand

I am Tafadzwa. When I left Harare last month...

Abigail George | This is what happens to my tears

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

Paul Chibuike Emenike | Idanre

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

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...

Talent Madhuku | The Video Recordings

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

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