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Love’s Death Call | by Naana Antwi-Larbi | African Fiction

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Her messages usually came at 9:00 a.m., 4:00 p.m. and then after 9:00 p.m. Every day without fail. I wondered what job she did, why she chose those hours. What arrangement they had. Tuesday, August 14th, 4:00 p.m.: Miss your fingers. I can almost still feel them inside me. Can’t wait to see you this […]

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Nwangene | By Nzube Ifechukwu | Non-Fiction | Enter Naija: The Book of Places

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“In the leaden light of dusk, the white of the egrets glide through the slate-grey of the sky, away from the creek, their spread wings steady in the air.”   On October 2, we published Enter Naija: The Book of Places, an anthology of writing–non-fiction, poetry, memoir, fiction, commentary–photography and digital art about places in […]

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New City | By Arinze Ifeakandu | Non-Fiction| Enter Naija: The Book of Places

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“The sky in Sabon Gari is blue and high, like all of Kano’s skies. It is beautiful so long as your eyes remain on the heavens. Everything else strives.”   On October 2, we published Enter Naija: The Book of Places, an anthology of writing–non-fiction, poetry, memoir, fiction, commentary–photography and digital art about places in […]

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Birth Control | By Linda Yohannes | An African Story

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NATURE WAS largely untouched in Hamusit—a large village in remote northern Ethiopia. It was thatch-roofed huts that sparsely dotted the open land. Technology or modern life was absent, in a way that made the people seem vulnerable, in a good way, and made the visitor from the city feel an instinctual envy. Adanech was walking […]

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We Go Love | By Adesewa Adesina | African Poetry

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YOU broke my CD yesterday Brymo’s raspy voice spilled out lamenting about merchants, wicked dealers and slaves it was an accident I put too much pepper that night You ate, sweated and cried drinking two bottles of chilled water I cannot measure well You forget your phone a lot more these days and I see […]

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Upon Waking | By Kirby Mania | Poetry

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In the morning I write you love letters, Letters that tell how I dream of you Pen to paper prolonging these sweet invented singular memories. By afternoon the pages sweat with risk of the plural Apostrophes implicating and vowels incriminated against consonants fearing circulation In the evening reduced They are all but one dimensional folly Attempts, callow […]

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I Had a Real Dream | By Okuwoga Eyimofe | African Poetry

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And there was light To illuminate my inward mind And there was light To prove its incandescent kind. But this dream had become incongruous Or was it I who was ignorant? Ignorant of the kingship of dreams to reality And its transcending power To the messages I transceive To illuminate my one eyed perspective. And […]

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Excuse My Feminism | By Chrystal Omany | A Poem

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Excuse me, but That’s me trying to be polite, isn’t it? If not, I’m rude, I’m a mean girl And you don’t want anything to do with me. Excuse me, but Would you be okay with me wearing this tonight? Because society now makes decisions on MY wardrobe, and whether my flattering jeans are slutty or not. Excuse me, […]

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I hold a doctorate in English from Duke University and recently joined the Marquette University English faculty as an Assistant Professor. I love teaching African fiction and contemporary British novels. Brittle Paper is the virtual space/station where I play and experiment with ideas on how to reinvent African fiction and literary culture.

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Boubacar Boris Diop, Basma Abdel Aziz and Abdellatif Laabi Longlisted for the 2017 Best Translated Book Prize

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Thirty-five books have been named on the fiction and poetry longlists of the 2017 Best Translated Book Prize. On the […]

Holding Memories | By Wale Ayinla | Poetry

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i held your tongue thinking it would reveal how a sea runs into a boat where you lay on breasts […]

Afrobeat Broke My Heart | By Kanyinsola Olorunnisola | Poetry

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Sometimes I wake up and my body tastes like rum; that is how you know I have gone looking for […]

Loving From Diaspora | By Tega Oghenechovwen | Fiction

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“He told her Nigeria was not where one comes back to just like that, that someone had to die at […]

You Sing of a Leaving | By JK Anowe | Poetry

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we were together, i forget the rest. – Walt Whitman it wasn’t a metaphor when i said i’d give you […]

The Love Walk and One Other Story | By Uzoma Ihejirika | Flash Fiction

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THE LOVE WALK He likes to think this was the kind of love they shared, a love he is yet […]