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MARCHING IN PLACE

Fiction by Jean Wathugu This skater at the park just missed my left hip by an inch. The LEDs on the Bluetooth speaker strapped to his head are merging with his hair as he zooms into the mirage. In between cursing him out and skipping a heartbeat, I think I...

July 14, 2026

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ODE TO THE WELLS OF SALAGA

Poetry by Daniel Naawenkangua Abukuri 1. Smear your palms with the dust of the Savannah and press them against the trunk of the ancestral baobab. See how the bark, scarred by time, creates a map of ridges? 2. There is no clear silhouette. What is clear, scanning the red earth...

July 7, 2026

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ON NOT BURNING THE HOUSE DOWN

Non-Fiction by nanama boatemaa acheampong PART I She said it the night before I left for university, as if it were a warning and not an accusation. “I don’t want you to turn out like me.” She was in the kitchen, the light too bright, too white, for the hour,...

June 30, 2026

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ABYEI OF HOLLOWS

Poetry by Adut Loi Akok My mother’s favorite singer sang of Abyei Mother said, when you write poems son, Write one to the last standing Abyei of hollows. And by the time I walked across the river The last Abyei to survive the bullet was still alive. She was the...

June 23, 2026

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QUICKSAND

Fiction by Ruby Excel A woman my age has garnered a few funeral clothes. Black velvet knee-length dresses from my late twenties, long African print dresses that touched the ground in my thirties, Slit and Kaba made from very dull tie and dye fabrics for my forties and finally, lace...

June 16, 2026