~Dragon Slayer, Soldier, Champion of Fair Maidens I used to paint a lot when I was younger, always in three colours and three colours alone – black, red and white. At…
The last time you took him back I knew you were gone Like a woman disappearing Into purdah Eclipsed by the veil Forever under the shadow Binding her every word Every glance,…
The incoherent style used in this piece is a tribute to the mental state of most of the subjects. May they find healing 1 I was once present at a scene…
In the spirit of celebrating African literature in 2016, we have compiled what we call our Best African Literature on the Net in 2016. This list is not definitive, it is a…
Mahim Years earlier, the city had gotten into him. Every morning, Jonathan D’souza wore a blue shirt, grey tie, black trousers, and ate the same kind of egg. His mother Kay put…
Maybe this is how I die. It’s past midnight and there is no one else around. The darkness has a sweetness to it, like the smell of earth right after the rain…
(an excerpt from The Underachieving Ovary) The humiliation continues. Part of this first medicated cycle of my fertility treatment is to have a PCT: Post-coital test. This does not involve, as…
There is a trending picture on Instagram of father and daughter and their abundance of hair. Yesterday, my lover made it his screensaver. After we made love, he trailed his finger down…
there is a black line under my fingernail i’ve started praying again i keep the same lover for five years he watches films with guns & white men he sits in an…
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