Poetry by Akosua Gyameah Smooth velvet decadence drank hot. On an autumn eve best shared between lovers and binged when your heart is breaking. The Mayans served the drink during betrothal The Olmecs preferred a mix with corn and chilli peppers The Aztecs believed and named it so, “Food of...
Fiction by Kadi Yao Tay Huff, huff, huff. Itoh panted as she squatted to catch her breath. This was the last shop in her area to check for precious fuel. She mentally crossed her fingers and prayed this provision shop had what she was looking for. It didn’t. The tears...
Poetry by SK ATSITSRE every time (i think) we pray for our country, we carry the burden(s) of those whom we've entrusted power to—we carry them like thorny wooden crosses on the rugged tablets of hearts, & ask for forgiveness for being an honorable people. & oftentimes we do this...
Fiction by Elizabeth Johnson The gate was no longer brown as he had described it, instead, it was a deep shade of green. The walls and grass remained the exact same way, uneven and unhealthy. This was the house. The house Nathan had driven her close enough to a few...
Poetry by Coby Daniels This is a one-sided phone conversation but at the tone, Please leave a reply- Hi Daddy, This is your son's voice sounding mechanical over your fax machine I know without missing a beat That you have to be at work But is thirty minutes too much...
Poetry by Chrissie Akesi Chinebuah The one I was never invited to You just watched me stand To eat my lunch, A salad, else scare your body ideals, While balancing a bottle of water So my words do not turn to dust On my dehydrated tongue. And the quiet existence...
Fiction by Amoafoa Smart “Do you want to see magic?” We were in the playground. KG2. I had been standing next to the swings, thinking how I might convince Desmond to let me have a go, having fought with him just 5 minutes earlier. Kofi popped up close to my...
Poetry by Reinfred Dziedzorm Addo (In celebration of my parents and my siblings. Also in celebration of the extended Addo family; even if your name does not necessarily have 'Addo' in it, you know who you are) Part 1 Last name, please? Addo. Addu? No, ma'am, Addo: ay-dee-dee-oh. Alpha-Delta-Delta-Oscar, sir!...
Poetry by Henneh Kyereh Kwaku January 2019 has come & gone like the Ghanaian presidential term, like the Accra floods. & like the floods, January took 190 lives through road accidents. I do not want to say the roads are bad anymore—the bads are roads. Do not say potholes, say...
Fiction by Korkor Kanor A square of toilet tissue used to be all it took – the patterned kind for added texture, unscented, two ply thickness. Lucinda would place it flat in her mouth and gnash it into a soggy mess before rolling it with her tongue. "You're eating loo...
