Fiction – Page 2 – Tampered Press

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

The Visitor

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...

December 5, 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

Abrewa Bottom

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...

October 23, 2019

Becoming More

Fiction by Arnold Adrian As they called out our names onto the stage, I recalled all that had led me to this very moment. I always believed that life wasn’t just a record of how we spend our time but rather a bank of moments. Moments like this very one...

July 14, 2019

“Section 278. Homeostasis”

Fiction by Gabriella Rockson “Why don’t we tell them the story of how we met. How we really met.” Kobina said to his girlfriend, as he carried his wine glass to his seat. They were hosting a small party of close friends to celebrate their three year anniversary. Vanessa looked...

June 6, 2019

Prayer Mongers

Fiction by Nana Yaa Asante-Darko Today is not a disappointing Wednesday. The market has woken up to a pleasant sunny day. It rained heavily the night before so the sky lies clear and sharp, like a whistle. Slowly, the heat in the market builds up on many dimensions. A group...

May 8, 2019

The Wind in My Mother’s Scarred Chest

Fiction by Claudia Owusu We were all “Baby A”. Every. Single. One of us. At first, it began as a small joke, leaving namelessness a place in the family house. But then it kept on stretching through longer periods of time with each sibling until it just...stuck. Between the early...

April 25, 2019

Thief

Fiction by Fui Can Tamakloe Every time them catch thief for Osu, Danny no dey mong of the people wey dey beat am. If e dey there as them catch am, e just go lef. If e see sey I dey beat the thief some, e go come pull me...

April 8, 2019