Imagine Massawa – Saba Sebhatu

Imagine Massawa – Saba Sebhatu

Imagine Massawa Saba SebhatuA fire is beginning to crack throughout the sky, day turning into an unnatural night; through thickets of smoke, the wind wrestles with the flora left on the ground. What was bright green turns into a scorched patch of earth. Shots fire...

Notes on a Plane – Siyanda Mohutsiwa

Notes on a Plane – Siyanda Mohutsiwa

Notes on a Plane Siyanda MohutsiwaFrom all available evidence, the man sitting beside me was a Frenchman. He was one of a pair of middle-aged European men who’d descended on my aisle brandishing EU passports and little English. They spoke to each other in bursts and...

I’m Toni and I Approve This Message – K.E. Mullins

I’m Toni and I Approve This Message – K.E. Mullins

I’m Toni and I Approve This Message K.E. MullinsThere was a certain eeriness to the night, but I didn’t catch what it was, perhaps that sixth sense you fail to acknowledge. I failed. Epically. Let my mom tell it. I’d proven myself to be a true Mack or Williams or...

Everywhere You Go, There You Are – Thulani Angoma-Mzini

Everywhere You Go, There You Are – Thulani Angoma-Mzini

Everywhere You Go, There You Are A Review of Rémy Ngamije’s The Eternal Audience of One Thulani Angoma-MziniWe know much less than we think we do. We can hardly tell in real time which parts of our unfolding lives are good news and which are bad news. Not until right...

If a Bird Wishes to Fly – Adaeze M. Nwadike

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...

A Smuggler’s Story – Esther Eze

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...

The Daily Chaos of an Anxious Life – Rockebah C Stewart

The Daily Chaos of an Anxious Life – Rockebah C Stewart

The Daily Chaos of an Anxious Life Rockebah C StewartSometimes, I look back at my life at eighteen and wonder: if I knew the struggles that were ahead, would I have made the same decisions? Would I have remained in Grenada, satisfied with only an Associate Degree?...

For the Shell of a Woman – Timi Odueso

For the Shell of a Woman – Timi Odueso

For the Shell of a Woman Timi OduesoYou grow up watching your grandmother waddle. Not in the humorous way penguins move with their hands plastered to their sides and their heads pushed forward, but in an arduous way – one that presses her soles deep into the rubber...

Do You Remember? – Mercy Mkhana Simiyu

Do You Remember? – Mercy Mkhana Simiyu

Do You Remember?Mercy Mkhana Simiyu We meet every Thursday to dance and type furiously in the comments section. The DJ is spinning records from his basement in Delaware, his phone camera perched up high but trained on him and his equipment. His Facebook page is the...

The Burden of Loss – Nzube Ifechukwu

The Burden of Loss – Nzube Ifechukwu

The Burden of Loss Nzube Ifechukwu 22 July, 2014I came in with Olisa that evening, a rucksack strapped to his back, to find Ọlụa on the phone, pacing up and down. From the inflections of his voice and his choice of words I could tell it was a family member...

Things We See on the Road – Zenas Ubere

Things We See on the Road – Zenas Ubere

Things We See on the Road Zenas Ubere I had visited the Onitsha International Textile Market and was now in a minivan heading back to Imo. I sat in the front passenger seat, so I could see the city properly as I left. It was my first time in Onitsha, this...

close

Sign up for our newsletter

Sign up to get our latest stories, poems and essays!