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The Other Girl’s Sunday

Poetry by Henrietta Enam Quarshie It was Sunday, the day of the Lord The unwritten rule; church. They stood outside on the gravel by their metal buckets. They washed their bellies thoroughly and splashed some water around. They giggled and ran to hide when they saw the boys approach. At...
January 12, 2020

Bright Ackwerh & Wanlov: the perfect union

By Ama Asantewa Diaka Bio Bright Ackwerh (born 1989) is an artist from Ghana. He is the product of the art faculty at the Kwame Nkrumah University of Science and technology where he earned a BFA and MFA in painting and sculpture. His practice is situated in the fields of...
January 11, 2020

This Too is Domestic Violence

Poetry by bhurbx D dzinam What my mind thinks of is not comforting enough. Not comforting enough—I repeat. My home is the most beautiful and serene from afar but from within, it's a haunted home. Haunted of immediate demons! Fresh bouncing demons! Blood lurking demons! Demons that are birthed every...
January 10, 2020

Brown magic

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...
January 9, 2020

Kerosene

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...
January 8, 2020

does prayer mean prayer in my country?

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...
December 19, 2019

Telephone Conversation

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...
November 22, 2019

Burning My Seat At The Table

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...
November 20, 2019

Magic

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...
November 10, 2019

A Tray Of Eggs

Story. Pamela Naaki Tetteh I’m not a gateman, you see, not really, he says with a plaintive look on his face. He is standing in front of the black wrought-iron gate, a tattered copy of Praying Your Way To Success forgotten on the grey plastic chair behind him, in light of…

June 19, 2018