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IN OUR MINDS
Fiction by Nunya-Nelike Apetsi In Our Minds She lay outstretched on the bed that should soon be her death bed, her head on the pillow which had now become a companion for…
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WOMAN LOVE
Poetry by Grace Wood Woman Love The first woman I loved, Was a slumber party dare. Giggling, we faced each other, Bare-faced and clean In bright floral checked pajamas. Her lips parted…
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WHAT IS A PARASITE
Poetry by Eamy Mireku What is a parasite? The roommate who only knows how to take & take The Falciparum travelling first class inside Oyarifa's mosquitoes A good Korean movie A pipe…
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S.O.S
Poetry by jamilah malika abu-bukare s.o.s hummingbirds and bats flicker in the twilight winged and fleeting - swoop, dip and dive - blur at differing depths one come like the other, either look…
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IN PURSUIT OF SOMETHING WHOLE
Poetry by Elizabeth Johnson PATTERNS The rain exposes the weakness that a building stands on. It gathers in small circles filling up the holes in the fading paths. When we walk, we remember…
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COMING OF AGE
Non-Fiction by Adjeiwaa A-Adem Those first few years are but a blur. Your every need provided, your every wish their command. Everyone coos over you, and while you may do things wrong…
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DEATH BY HEARTBREAK
Fiction by Briana Korletey “Amma, take the chicken out of the freezer and let it thaw,” My mother barked as she wrapped the cloth around her waist. "Don’t forget or I will…
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WILD, BLUE YONDER
Poetry by Benikranus Appaw Wild, Blue Yonder If we could all fly, where would we go? Before man was cursed to adapt, cuddled up under the coldest nights & run naked on…
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MOTORWAY
Fiction by Teddy Totimeh Motorway There was a certain excitement when I got off the airplane into the blanket of sweltering heat on a May evening in Accra. The heat had that…
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SOMETHING IN THE WATER
Poetry by Sihle Ntuli Something in the Water there is something down there, biding its time / under a bridge / I struggle to cross indecipherable  language of  rivers serenades of running…

About Tampered Press

Tampered press started out as a conversation on creating more platform and visibility for writers and visual artists in Ghana and Africa. While blackness has become more noticeable now than in the past, and more space is gradually being created at the table 

black as an identity is heavily nuanced and has to be dissected and carefully documented. African artists in particular have fewer platforms. Our experiences, mannerisms and culture often have similarities, but our style, design, creation and content are different.