The Bridge across Inkar Ravine | Luke Beling
Marlon spent the pre-dawn hours on his knees, praying. He kissed his wife, Rebecca, and their only child, James, before saddling Stalworth, then fitting himself with armour. When the council…
Soyinka’s Memory | Stephen Embleton
With acknowledgment from Prof. Wole Soyinka (Aug 2022): – An intriguing literary generic * No thanks to Sörgel for his dreaded curse. I Words are hard. Words break. Memory is a…
A Tiny Seedling | Chinonyelum Anyichie
The car stopped in front of a glass door facing the street. The driver opened the trunk. Ifunanya got out. She took out shopping bags, eight of them, all from…
From Tonight, A Woman | Isaiah Adepoju
In the middle of June, Chimagozielam called her therapist, the magician, that she’d been scheduled to have the prophylactic double mastectomy in early July. The magician flew in from Houston…
Akin | Omobola Osamor
The raindrops hit the glass window pane, pat… pat… pat, echoing the soft rap of her knuckle on my bedroom door. * She never knocked until the day she came…
Hotel Chatter | Leila Aboulela
Dahlia and Farah sat at a table which overlooked the garden. Their placemats had pictures of zebras and paper napkins in leopard prints. There was no one else in the…
Lost Things
Ever since Glory and Gloria matured into children old enough to envision the appearance of evil, their mother told them how evil Mr Okoro was. She described his evil with…
Sir, Give Me Just a Fiver
Translated into English by Lara Pawson Sir, give me just a fiver, just a fiver, really, to buy some bread, I’m hungry, I still haven’t eaten anything since the day…
Rhoda Beside the Road
“Oh these? They are hundred naira each,” she said, watching the customer’s expression, the slight furrowing of his forehead as he debated which fruit to buy. Finally, he said, “First,…
The Age of Friction
I This is what should happen, or rather, what they say happens, when your life starts to wane. It begins with the hairs on the head, because that is the…