Chasing Elephants Chido Muchemwa My acceptance letter to an American university for my bachelor’s degree should have sparked waves of rapture. Instead, it surfaced a primal fear that threatened to overthrow any joy about a new life overseas: a paralysing worry that my...
mango trees lanaire aderemi irenitemi’s house was the kind of house that let you feel everything: thin lilac-painted walls for hearing loud arguments, cracked work surfaces for remembering the children’s father’s financial state, and a rusty iron gate that let in...
In This Heart You Burn & Other Poems Precious Okpechi the poet dreams everything will go backwards.& you, a perplexed observer, will see: the leavesrock the wind, the roots hold the earth,see the sun hover above the white clouds, & the watersno longer...
Under the Sentinel’s Watch Frances Ogamba The sky had long lost its stars to a howling wind. No other human was in sight except a man leaning on a cane where Nzimiro Road turned into two – one part leading to Douglas Estate and the other to Onueza Estate. Emodi’s eyes...
The Magic of Being Fire Izuchukwu Onyedibiemma Udokwu Okenna In the morning, she did not tap the back of my palm or brush her fingers through my hair to awaken me for our brief morning prayer. I had tried to intertwine our fingers at night, the way we did when...
