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Features, Stories and Poems 2017/02/27

Doppelganger | by Hauwa | A Poem

i walked into a poultry house it was emptied the day before to customers —save for one hen it stood at a corner and gradually, the house emptied its emptiness into the hen’s eyes it glanced from memory to relic lost in this home that smells of space and not safety, of stale memories and […]

Opportunity for African Writers | Entries are Open for the Brunel University African Poetry Prize

Entries are officially opened for the Brunel University International African Poetry Prize. You can now enter your poems for a chance to win 3000 pounds. There are also publishing opportunities for shortlisted authors. The prize was established in 2012 to give African poets a wider, more global audience. It is sponsored by Brunel University and […]

Our Dream Child Enthroned | by Vusumuzi D.S Makhub | African Poetry

I am half asleep and half awake. I am half dead and half alive, Half full and half empty; Half Mankind and half beast… I feel incomplete… There is a part of me that is thirsty Another part of me that hates water, Coz the world of water in the womb Became your chosen tomb. […]

My Cousin Came To Our House Again | by Immaculata | African Poetry

It was 3 minutes past midnight, (I had checked) When he quietly opened the door And walked out of the house Into my room It was 4 fingers I had just vigorously washed And my wrist And my finger nails 5 words he said “I saw your text late.” “too bad,” I replied “I want […]

Run, Heart, Run | by Efemia Chela | African Poetry

I exercise this muscle in my chest with bad love, fake affection. Run it through a gamut of men, women real or not. willing or not. My vulva weeps, at the thought of you your pistachio pussy, pried open — rosey, tinged olive, rich. Our bones roll over each other; click, clap applause. Thick-necked men […]

The Child Bomb | by Hajo Isa | African Poetry

She came from the hills, eyewitnesses say, A stick of a girl, Unassuming, plain. Clasping a sunken stillness around her shoulders Walking limply towards the full crowd, A hapless saint, certain to live out her journey. That market day, Soon all around her beamed with light and A burst of spiritless bodies tossed in […]

Kampala Love Spell (A Westerner’s Preparation) | A. Awosanya | Poetry

in memory of Daniel Reinhold A vial of the reddest dirt, A little piece of fried cassava root, A tin of Nido powdered milk, A box of tea bags labeled only “Uganda tea bags” And a stainless kettle (mzungu type) that whistles. A tiny charcoal stove, An aluminum pot, A jar of Royco, One […]

Horses in Möenchengladbach | T. S. Hidalgo | African Poetry

Among telephone listenings, and hidden cameras, on a terrace in Germany, and infiltrators (as waiters, at noon and at three, and at nine o’clock and at six, as a delivery man, and as customers of every creed, also: two lesbians, a Bateman and a mystical marriage). “Wait for me to give you the order,” in […]