1. There is a woman who lives in House 86 on Lugard Street, where I once lived. You will find her sitting at the window. The woman lives alone, though…
The phone rang as soon as I disembarked from the kombi. I cursed playfully under my breath when I noticed who it was from. I already knew what she wanted.…
Njoro was drunk again. She could hear him and his drinking buddies singing very loudly and in the wrong key those old school songs they loved. They were probably in…
For a brief second, the sky resembled a slumbering monster rudely awakened. Its grey teeth, our ashen sky. Its hulking mass, our darkest afternoon, feeding on our fear and misery…
On the eve of her traditional engagement to Pastor Charles, her mother called Magdalene into her room and told her that there were worlds between worlds. Children arrived through one…
Translated by Cliff E. Landers THE FETUS It’s true, that fetus lying there on the ground wasting away in the middle of the garbage, was mine, yes sir, why should…
That doctor’s surgery was always full, but it was made worse today by the start of the Christmas holidays. It needed only one child to come down with a…
You are trembling by the threshold of the shrine. The night holds the rain up, but its wind spreads the moisture over your back. Behind you, out in the yard,…
It was a faceless time when we moved into the new compound that March, Ray and I, carrying our luggage in two great Ghana-must-go bags, and a carryall. In another…