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Issue 05: Temptation

“The artist is both a teacher and a witness” An Introductory Note by Akpa Àrinzèchukwu It…

Issue 04: Transcendence

An Introductory Note by Bruce Meyer I have crossed many borders. The first one I experienced…

Issue 03: Reflections

If I speak of myself in different ways, it means I look at myself in different…

There are no new names for grief By Chukwu Emmanuel

Sometimes I reconsider many things. How uncomfortable it makes me that grief could decide the various…

Broken By Michael Ace

To write this poem, I carry the night on my tongue. It tastes black, like the…

What else we could do? (we had no choice) By Robin Helweg–Larsen

(The Bahamian people speak: from 1700, 40-50 years per stanza) This Bahamas soil all rock and…

Rebellion By Sai Sabouke

We have buried so many loved ones That we’re now masters of obituaries. The Aso Rock…

Origin Story By Bill Yarrow

My father taught me how to solder and that’s when I first started to write. Now,…

The Media Says My Country Is a Beautiful Hell By Olaniyi Ololade Moses

How does it feel when you read about forlorn boys dissolving into tears each time life…

What is misplaced after transcribing father By Nnadi Samuel

Two years after mother was dwarfed into what her maternal home rejected laughter became another profanity…