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Guillotine

Poetry by Jay Kophy Guillotine in January 2002. the national reconciliation commission was formed to ask us to remember what our blood won't let us forget                 about the bodies that men walked                                          on to grow into gods over here the sea is anything that streams down from the eyes...
September 20, 2020
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Adult Ward

Non-Fiction by Ernestina Edem Azah Adult Ward. 1 As I walk to work I meet a lot of children. They have created a stream of green and white on the main road to the clinic. They have closed from school and are making their way home. Their noisy chatter and...
September 16, 2020
Mozart-park

Mozart Park

Fiction by Amoafoa-Smart You can barely see the lines on the basketball court at Mozart Park. All of it is a eulogy, one that every game contributes something to. You hit a three from the line that has “R.I.P Brai” spray painted onto it. When you take a free shot,...
September 9, 2020
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Issue No. 4

In the very short history of our existence, this is the first time submissions were called for within the context of a theme. Writers and artists were encouraged to create on the theme of Movement. To interpret it in whichever way they saw fit – whether in the context of…

July 2, 2020
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WAILS FROM THE GOLDEN CITY

Poetry by Akosua Asor Acheampomaa Can you hear? wails coming from the golden city wails disguised as  joyful noise. journey to the golden city is in several dimensions. To some it is a life time imprisonment, to some it is a journey of unassured arrival, and to others,  a journey...
May 7, 2020
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Sore Limbs and the Movement of Time

Poetry by Oluwaseun Amoma-Addo Layade A wrist-worn timepiece, that really did nothing else but tell the movement of time, was all the rage at one time, but it also told a story of wealth and class, Swiss origin for the stratospheric ones, and today, the wrist-worn Fitbit or it’s competition...
May 5, 2020
Trapped In A Man's Veil

Trapped In A Man’s Veil

Poetry by Sel Kofiga The man, is in a box covered with a white veil Who made the man; they say he is an image of a certain God He cannot breathe, his heart pounds against his chest hoping for freedom His body is in the midst of a struggle,...
May 1, 2020
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Movement

Poetry by Henrietta Enam Quarshie Agoo agoo mi go nam ma yi! She screamed impatiently and pushed us with her huge frame. Well, not exactly pushed, but we were indeed shoved aside. There was so much frenzy, and catcalls mixed with sweat filled the air. Traders were grabbing buyers and...
April 30, 2020
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I have mastered hiding

Poetry by Sena Cobblah Learnt how mice hide in gutters and the woodworks of high ceilings Trained my muscles for agility Like a sprite I know how to mask Draw on a smile and color my nose Pull handkerchiefs from my chest Just to see you smile You cannot find me...
April 25, 2020
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OLD LEATHER CHAIR

Poetry by Afya Kisiwaa It was here that I summoned all my wild assets and gave them names Every sin I've known was birthed here Now each of them has grown and gone frail And their grip loose I made resolutions One...two...three Erm…I lost count But no, they weren't different;...
April 23, 2020
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