Bone of my Bone…
by Benson Eluma At the intersection of Amber Junction a vessel of vestal piss for they know their gods’ inner wish to have pus poulticed… Not me; it[…]
Are we listening?
by Benson Eluma At the intersection of Amber Junction a vessel of vestal piss for they know their gods’ inner wish to have pus poulticed… Not me; it[…]
by Ayodele Olofintuade A – is for anal sex also known as sodomy(check S) and asexuality. This is the act whereby a penis (check P for meaning) or any other[…]
by Elnathan John My mother never liked her. Or her mother. She would always hesitate a few seconds before saying “Mhmm” when Thandiwe knelt down on one knee to greet[…]
by Pearl Osibu The sky darkens overhead and growls at you, rumbling, threatening, looking put out by an offence you cannot name. You growl back, snarl even, and stomp away[…]
Fiction · Lit Mag · Non-fiction
by Unoma Azuah (From her forthcoming memoir, EMBRACING MY SHADOW). I was hungry but came alive as soon as other students started gathering their notebooks, getting ready to dash out[…]
Lit Mag · Non-fiction · Poetry
by Uche Peter Umez —— —— The Way We Are #1. You remember when we used to play in the rain? As if I could ever forget. You used[…]
by Martins Kiibaati If you ask him where he’s been He’ll say around, It takes too many words To say what he’s done and seen He’s been to heaven He’s[…]
In the last couple of days, I have received requests from readers and contributors to revisit the most popular issue we published in 2013. It is an intervention that I’ve[…]