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Features, Stories and Poems, Submission March 24, 2020

Midas & The Prodigal Daughter | Isabelle Baafi | Two Poems

Midas the legend was not always true there was a time when empires were built on dreams and prophesies and palaces held together with no more than spit and mud and wealth no hand had touched sprang from the earth and so it was with ours although the whispers in our trees told […]

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Features, Lit Scene, News, Nonfiction, Submission October 8, 2019

Opening Speech at the 2019 International Literature Festival | Petina Gappah

Petina Gappah is the author of the short story collections An Elegy for Easterly and Rotten Row, and of the novels The Book of Memory and Out of Darkness, Shining Light. The following is an excerpt from her opening speech at the International Literature Festival in Berlin, delivered on 11 September 2019. I Across the […]

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Features, Lit Scene, Reviews April 7, 2017

Tope Folarin’s LA Review Essay is a Race and Matatu “Dream” with Ngugi and Venus Williams

2013 Caine Prize winner Tope Folarin has a new essay in the Los Angeles Review of Books. The piece, titled “An Architect of Dreams: On Ngugi wa Thiong’o’s Devil on the Cross,” touches upon a number of diverse topics including Venus Williams, dreams, racism, matatu, barbershops, and of course, Ngugi wa Thiong’o. Folarin’s keen eye […]

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Features, Stories and Poems January 24, 2017

The Public Execution | by Olisa Onyekaonwu | African Fiction

“…long after the van had taken off…the cry of the prisoner still hovered in the air, like the aroma of absent food.” Weariness descended on Ejindu like drizzles, slowly flushing out the leftover strength in him. It was this sense of crippling exhaustion that sickens you; that, like a duster making a smooth passage […]

New Generation | By Kanyinsola Olorunnisola | An African Poem

two languages war for the attention of our tongue, foreign cities take shelter in our ever-willing eyes, we carry another man’s history on our bald heads, our native prayers are sent to shrines of alien gods, the disappointment of a new note after a caesura. though life is cruel to black boys like our […]

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