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One Day I Will Write About This City in Flowery Words | By Basit Jamiu | A Memoir

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  “Forgive me if what has seemed little to you, to me is all.” Jose Saramago *** THE FIRST TIME I watched a scene in October 1, that brilliant movie by Kunle Afolayan, where one of the characters vehemently made a remark that he was the one who constructed the Lokoja road but Awolowo and […]

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Confessions of a Booklover | By Basit Jamiu

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Some books hand me the license to question everything, even the life inside me and the lives of others too. Others leave layers of question that slowly evaporates as more pages make a revelation. Some books are just empty, and they need to be read as such. I have seen the truth in fiction and […]

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Tiny Fragments on Undying Love | by Basit Jamiu | African Fiction

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First Fragment She was the one who taught me to laugh and the one who discovered that my laughter betrayed longing. She said my smile was the blossoming of a tulip, my complexion the radiant black of the night, my eyes a harbor light guiding sailors lost at sea. After she left me, I was […]

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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 […]