Saturday, July 27, 2024

DIACRITIQUE

Abigail George | The Entrance of Humanity into History

My father, Vernon Aspara and I were vessels. Glass...

Andrew C. Dakalira: In Retrospect

I know I am going to die. Death could not...

No Thoroughfare: A Short Story by Bunmi Oyinsan

Last night I dreamt but it was really a...

In the name of our sisters: Everything Good Will Come

So she called me the other day, fruit of...

The Power of Fiction: A Writer’s Journey

When the question is asked: What is fiction? Literary...

Tragedy of the African Street Child: A Review of Makena Onjerika’s “Fanta Blackcurrant”

The phenomenon of street children has been an issue...

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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...

The Quintessence of Soyinkaism: By Uzor Maxim Uzoatu

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

Nengi Ilagha: Words are the instruments of our warfare in the spirit, as in the flesh

NENGI JOSEF OWEI-ILAGHA, fondly called Pope Pen the First,...

Tolu Fagbure | Case Closed!

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

Hollow in a Man: Poems by Mary Opaluwa

ANNIVERSARY OF MY SOLITUDE My gaze has been on the...

Harmattan: A Poem by Oladipupo Akolade R.

It's Harmattan When the fields are damp with dew, And the...

Suns of the Dead: Poems by Anthony Okpunor

SUNS OF THE DEAD And so we have been told...

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...

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...

Talent Madhuku | The Video Recordings

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

Abu Ibrahim | Final Banquet of Desires

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

Abenea Ndago: A Funeral in Ladybrand

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

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