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Body Parts | By Kechi Nomu | Poetry

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In the ruins, I never account for the missing body parts. Never turn a body over. To do this is to count the dreams on a face.   I always speak about the forms of darkness I carry into these rooms. I want to tell you always why a carnage of blood is the measurement […]

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LISTEN 🎧 | Wana Udobang Features Titilope Sonuga in New Poetry Track Titled Open

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We’re looking forward to the release of “In Memory of Forgetting,” Wana Udobang’s sophomore poetry album. When it comes, we know it’ll be soulful and beautiful. She revealed, on her website, that “the work navigates trauma, loss and self-renewal.” Here is a little something to tide us over until the album arrives. It’s a poem titled […]

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What It Means to Grow Up without You | By Funge-owei Michael Nemine | Poetry

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I was bare, assailable, groping For your wings to run over me And lace me with warmth. But you never came. The night showed me your shadow, Weeping and groping around my wall. The wind brought you through the window And you hovered around the little lamp And ran the shadows of your fingers over […]

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Portrait of Us as Snow White | Two Poems by Theresa Lola

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    Portrait of Us as Snow White We inherited black holes for eyes, so light was the benchmark we measured the beauty of skin against. We sat in our dorm room and discussed who the fairest of all was. The Igbo girls claimed they could be cast as foreign as long as the sun […]

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#LetRomeoBreathe: How Young Nigerian Writers Pushed Back against Violent Homophobia

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It began hours after the Brunel Prize was awarded to Romeo Oriogun on 2 May. Amidst the explosion of cheers, certain posts began to surface. On a few personal blogs. On social media. They all had the same tone, of suspicion, of irritation, of desperation, of anger. Word spreading was this: Someone had won an […]

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Learning the Gag Reflex | By Logan February | Poetry

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Love does not want this body, this mouth, toothless maw, hanging open & belonging to nobody’s son. The father died & I became nobody. In Yoruba, a father is a name & the left hand is taboo. One cannot offer water with the left hand or sleep facing upward. At night, a witch will sit […]

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Anonymous | Two Poems by Hauwa

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anonymous   in a blanklet, muffled like shame or oxygen in an inhaler: a woman balled into the size of anguish   —small and infinitely boundless still—   a stream of fire running directly beneath her skin.   her thighs too are pressed into a man’s memory, the memory that was not first a moment. […]

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Monuments | By Ademola Enoch | Poetry

An old tree stump, showing its age.

I stumble on an old man, returning from a cathedral. His eyes are ropes that pull me into him, urging me to see his existence from his vantage: a mountain as high as the heels of his shoes. He smiles at me but I am reminded of loss; an opera – of bones, dismembered affection, […]

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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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I Hear a Few More Things When Bob Dylan Says ‘a Hard Rain’s a-gonna Fall’ | Chisom Okafor | Poetry

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My father plays a song aloud on Sundays, that begins with ‘Where’ve you been my blue-eyed girl?’ We scream on […]

The 2017 Babishai Haiku Prize Goes to Kenya’s Kariuki wa Nyamu

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The 2017 Babishai Haiku Award has gone to Kenya’s Kariuki wa Nyamu for his three haikus: “last night’s rain,” “in the […]

Dreams, Remember Yesterday | Elizabeth Semende | Poetry

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Dreams: This hole is a grave where dreams toss and turn, Touch the wind and sway with it. See the […]

Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie’s New Short Story Is All Love, Class and Multiculturalism

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Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie’s new short story in Harper’s Bazaar, a brief one titled “How Did You Feel About It?,” is all […]

Translating Guinea-Bissau’s First English-Language Novel | by Jethro Soutar

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In June, we brought news of the publication of the first ever novel from Guinea-Bissau to be translated into Englis.  […]

Akwaeke Emezi’s Guide to Becoming a Successful Writer in 35 Tweets

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Last week, Akwaeke Emezi put on her life coach cape and dished out truths that every writer, artist, dreamer, and […]