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Features, Stories and Poems, Submission April 17, 2017

Memories Mama Made | By Azu-Ume Emmanuel | Poetry

Mama says memories are wrappers – She ties them. She said memories are babies – She’s had them. I was her fourth ‘memory’ – The one that came to her under the Niger bridge, When a car with three men skidded off the rails And the drowning men she came to rescue Found her body […]

The Box of Memories | By Victoria Naa Takia Nunoo | Fiction

“And you watch movies made from these books…and in this one, a man literally unwraps a woman like a candy. She turns and turns and twirls until the removing is done.” February, 2017 You set your phone to sleep after thirty seconds of inactivity, and with a touch of the power button, a collection […]

The Things I Keep Remembering | Adedayo Adeyemi Agarau | Poetry

is that, we burn the world, from here, with our smell of smoke, like incenses cutting corners to find a room in the clouds. we make songs a little more than a collection of notes. sometimes, it is how we say a prayer for my brother & my mother & the names of the boys […]

Holding Memories | By Wale Ayinla | Poetry

i held your tongue thinking it would reveal how a sea runs into a boat where you lay on breasts this is how lovers’ days are measured break the silence that sits silently on nights the moon is a stranger walk your fears on the lips of shadows let them watch you sleeping on a […]

Home | By Kingsley Charles | African Poetry

“A turbulent awakening of memory.” *** Home is… A haven of cherubs serenading, Skylarking, Like daffodils in the golden Sunlight. Home is… The bridge of companionship, Of camaraderie, Severed by the rift Of distance. Home is… The windowsill overlooking The horizon, With rose-tinted glasses. A dreamer’s niche. Home is… Deja vu. A rebirth of […]

Life after Ake Festival Is a Drab Thing | By Ogbu Godwin Ikechukwu | A Memoir

…but the powerful memories of Ake Festival, like a good old film, come at me, and I am too weak to fight them off. TODAY is my first day at work after attending the 2016 Ake Arts and Book Festival. My mind is not here. I move about to distract myself but my mind […]