If a Bird Wishes to Fly – Adaeze M. Nwadike

If a Bird Wishes to Fly Adaeze M. Nwadike I was at the climax of my adolescence when I had my menarche. I did not tell my mother. I was too shy to mention to anyone that womanhood had come upon me; that I was beginning to ripen and soon, a man would pluck me like...

Qasida for the Sacred Mosque – ML Kejera

Qasida for the Sacred Mosque ML Kejera “The date was the First of Muharram of Islam’s year 1400 – which in calendars kept by infidel Westerners corresponded to November 20, 1979.” – Yaroslav Trofimov, The Siege of Mecca Sakinah smelled brimstone on Juhayman al-Otaybi...

Shaman – Nicholas Cormier III

Shaman Nicholas Cormier III Canto I: Shaman My mind first unravelled at 23. The exorcisms didn’t help. It’s hard to know what to make of the Catholic church breaking up with you. The gist of it was, Don’t call us we’ll call you. The priest was a Franciscan, a small...

A Smuggler’s Story – Esther Eze

A Smuggler’s Story Esther Eze “Mummy, Ijeoma o, ahia oma o.” I am repeating the prayers my sisters flung behind my mother and me just before we left the house this morning. Our driver hits a pothole – sending me down from my mother’s lap – as he swerves to avoid...

Kwerekwere – Alieu Bundu

Kwerekwere Alieu Bundu “Goodbye, Mama. See you soon,” Ayanda said in a voice devoid of warmth once the engine of the minibus she had boarded about ten minutes ago coughed to life. She and the other seven people in it were bound for Joburg, where she lived in...