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Hem of His Garment

I wondered what Mama was protecting about my late father. What dirty linen had she discovered and hidden before anyone came across it?

FictionFavour Iruoma ChukwuemekaSeptember 11, 2021short story, Marriage Comment

Mami Water

Imagine that as the song plays in your head, you wonder why your woman has chosen to change her skin.

FictionUfuoma BakporheAugust 21, 2021Short Story, Colourism, Mami Water, mermaid Comments

Purity and the F Word

Christina Purity bought a bottle full of curry spice and thyme and stuck it deep into her vagina so she could spice up her sex life

FictionFestus Obehi DestinyAugust 15, 2021Short Story, Boarding School, bullying Comment

Collector of Memories

Shortlisted for the 2021 Afritondo Short story Prize

FictionJoshua ChizomaAugust 8, 2021Afritondo Short Story Prize Comments

Ashes to Ashes

The first thing we saw was a big chimney that expelled the soot of lost brothers and sisters that couldn’t breathe anymore.

FictionThabo Clive MathonsiJuly 23, 2021COVID-19, Short Story, ZimbabweComment

My Abroad Husband

I don’t understand why a man should not once in a while prefer the natural feminine scent of his woman. All this fake fake perfume lifestyle is not my thing.

FictionJessica NwosuJuly 19, 2021Short Story, Pidgin English, Jessica Nwosu Comments

Farmer’s Boy

He was called farmer’s boy within the household, he said, because of what his fingers could do on a piece of farmland.

FictionMichael EmmanuelJuly 10, 2021Michael Emmanuel, Rape Comments

No Better Way to Recollect

But then the war came, and they rapidly became adults, people who could make their own decisions.

FictionOrji Victor EbubechukwuJuly 2, 2021short story, Biafra, Biafra War, Orji Victor EbubechukwuComment

Area Boy

When you give him rice, he barely eats a spoonful. You don’t know if it is because the rice is plain even for your standards or if it is because pain has filled his stomach.

FictionEwa Gerald OnyebuchiJune 9, 2021Ewa Gerald Onyebuchi, short story, Area boyComment

For the sake of what burns

I just remember that he looked like a man in no hurry, like he owned time.

FictionRutendo S MaturureMay 29, 2021Zimbabwe, Rutendo Maturure, short story Comment

Sounds from the Animashauns’

Short story by Joshua Pregbaba

FictionJoshua PregbabaMay 7, 2021Art, Joshua Pregbaba, Short Story Comments

The lost village

His eyes were what set him apart. But not because one pupil was black and the other blue. It was because, unlike the rest of the population, they held something aside from emptiness.

FictionPlangdi Noel Neple April 24, 2021Magic, Magical realism, Fantasy Comments

Breaking Ma

“You are young and firm. That is good. These days, fresh blood brings in more money.”

Cornrows

Papa had asked mama to make my hair in a special way; so instead of six cornrows, she made twelve and added green and blue beads to the ends of each braid.

FictionOmobola OsamorMarch 20, 2021Marriage, Omobola Osamor Comments