Three Poems
By Richard Ali How Wild Horses Die A braying in the ear, the scratch of pen on parchment The heat of radiating blood boiling earth in a shimmering Of[…]
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By Richard Ali How Wild Horses Die A braying in the ear, the scratch of pen on parchment The heat of radiating blood boiling earth in a shimmering Of[…]
By ‘Dami Ajayi Marriage, grand as it sounds, was not for me. But no one will understand, most especially Bridget who flew in her gown from Madrid. The bouquet[…]
This week’s issue features poetry by Caine-prize shortlisted writer Rotimi Babatunde, a long short fiction on 419 by writer Efe Okogu, and a quasi-faction piece by Sylva Nze Ifedigbo titled Dodan[…]
by Efe Okogu The heat hit like a solid wall the moment he stepped off the plane. Wet and humid as if the air itself sweated. His pores opened up[…]
By Rotimi Babatunde ______ Oedipus Rex: The Comedy Daughter… Listen: Once upon a time a cat swirled like an iron vortex whirled as[…]
by Sylva Nze Ifedigbo The first time I knew that a government could suddenly change, I was eight years old. Father climbed on a wooden stool one morning and took down[…]
A few days ago, on the way back from campus, I stopped my car almost too late, almost running into some small creature traipsing across the road. It was a[…]
by Temitayo Olofinlua My phone is ringing; singing “Sweet Mother.” That’s Mama calling. I do not know if I should pick her call. She would sense through my voice, some[…]
By Hajo Isa Bird Eye Your courage is sure, I watch you swoop and twist above The receding skyline. Carelessly you glide, Leaving the sweetness of stolen heaven.[…]
This week’s issue features excerpts of fiction, some poems, and a non-fiction piece from a writer’s residency. Chris Ihidero, a columnist from Lagos, makes a debut with two poems exploring[…]