Saturday, July 27, 2024

DIACRITIQUE

A Hard Lesson: Flash Fiction by Valentine Amobi

The sundown made me think of dad. That was...

The Evidence of Nostalgia: Fiction by Kabu Okai-Davies

“Spring is here with us,” Ingrid said. I agreed...

A Crowd of Bees: Fiction by Abenea Ndago

Suddenly he falls and rubs in the dust when...

Rebel With A Cause… Soyinka as a Model for Inspiring Leadership

Nigeria, like most countries, is an entity that history...

Beyond the Magical and the Horrific: Reading Nuzo Onoh’s The Sleepless

Sometimes we walk Sometimes we fly Sometimes we swim Sometimes we crawl Never...

Understanding Zuma, Poetry Africa & Durban, SA – By Kole Ade-Odutola

  Understanding Jacob Zuma Let me start this long and convoluted...

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Saddiq M. Dzukogi: Conceiving, Incubating & Delivering Poetry

Wale Owoade interviews Saddiq M. Dzukogi, poet and author...

Wesley Macheso: Fiction is greater than the reality it mirrors

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

Bunmi Oyinsan: I Was Born A Feminist

On Thursday 17 August, 2006, Bunmi Oyinsan, Canada-based Nigerian...

Tolu Fagbure | Case Closed!

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

The Dance of the Mountain God: A Poem by Danny Bagucci

The Dance of the Mountain God The claps begin, Slow, petulant, Like...

Hollow in a Man: Poems by Mary Opaluwa

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

Kunle Okesipe: A Few Things Worth Considering

A FEW THINGS WORTH CONSIDERING The number of its fragments...

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Abu Ibrahim | Final Banquet of Desires

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

Paul Chibuike Emenike | Idanre

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

Talent Madhuku | The Video Recordings

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

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...

Abenea Ndago: A Funeral in Ladybrand

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

Ubong Johnson | Let Us All Go

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

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