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Roosevelt 1950

I went to my Grandma Mamie’s every summer, sometimes even during the year, but this was the first time Roosevelt had visited me.

FictionKaren FrederickDecember 17, 2024short story, karen frederick, Flash FictionComment

Portraits [Audio]

A woman leaned her back on a broken wall/ her face a deep secret in her hijab

PoetryAdut Loi AkokDecember 7, 2024poem, palestine Comment

My Crown

The connection between my identity as a Black woman and my relationship with my hair goes deep. It means acknowledging the history of my hair and why perms and wigs even exist as hair styling options.

Essay, LivesMayowa FagbureDecember 7, 2024creative nonfiction, Hair, Black Hair, Mayowa FagbureComment

Soft Life

That was the first time she learned that she had to set herself on fire to make other people happy.

Poetry, AudioFejiro OkifoOctober 12, 2024prose-poemComment

Something, Anything

Bottles of beer to their mouths, they all anxiously wait for him to at least say something, acknowledging that it is best to let a man crawl out of his shell on his own.

FictionUbong JohnsonSeptember 28, 2024short story, Ubong Johnson, Humour, HumorComment

Nelly

The burden of loving this baby weighed him down like the chains that had shackled his forebears. And hers.

Elegy for boys who never returned

I’ve watched mothers / Break into rivers / Before their children’s / Sprawled bodies.

PoetryRaymond FavourJuly 27, 2024poem Comment

Ungodly

It was too late. We had tasted sin and seen that the repercussions were unclear and improbable.

Essay, LivesSuchet BabaJuly 20, 2024Suchet Baba, UngodlyComment

A Caricature of Something Forgotten

Then I heard blog posts made money for writers. Like every click they got converted to money, like Linda Ikeji's blog. “When Google Ads enter your blog like this, you will blow.” So I tried blogging. I didn’t blow.

Lives, EssayMustapha EnesiJuly 7, 2024short story, Mustapha Enesi, Ebira Comments