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T.D.B|Shalom Akaelu


                  Several times, you tried to work on yourself, to be the best you could be. For some days, you’d been trying to cover up those difficult courses you were taking that semester. It hadn’t been easy but you just had to keep burning those candles.             “That coffee did not work.” You suddenly heard someone say. You tried…

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Maybe The Devil Heard Me| Nwanne Agwu


Every evening, I sat with my brothers before Papa. We listened to him as he told us stories about children who became friends with the white women. Most of the women were Reverend Sisters. Most of the children were malnourished and with skins the colour of dried papaya leaves while their bellies were like inflated bowl-shaped balloons and their legs…

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The One I Am Not| Erhu Amreyan


    I meet him again after many years at a crossroads in Cape town. It is raining and yet it is warmer than most days. A sure sign. If I had not raised my umbrella when I did I would have passed him, unnoticed, but here I am staring right at him. I doubt it but he is actually…

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Sedna’s Song| Anabeth Russo


  I close my eyes and I can see her.  I can see her sitting on the bottom of the sea; a black, arctic sea with sickly water.  Not teaming with life, but hovering at the edge of death. But there she is sitting perfectly still at the bottom.  Her skin is a ghastly green from the years away from…

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Another Life| Sucharita Dutta-Asane


  She wrote her first letter to Sameer a month after he died. Dearest, I am learning to live without you. A month you’ve been dead so many more months to live. Love, Anu Sameer died on an exceptionally hot day. The bullet that found its way to him carried another’s name but he stood in the way. That’s what…

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The Broken| Samuel Sebbowa Bunnya


    The voices were nothing more than whispers to her. She could not understand a thing they said. She could hear them but they seemed so far away from her, that she wondered if she was finally free from the prison of her horrors for a fleeting moment. All the memories had broken through and had consumed her. There…

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My Father| Dare Dan


    Coffin lesson number one: “Good coffin is not noted by the designs on its body, but on the strength of the wood at its base. The base, really, is the quality of the coffin.”  The coffin man said. And I checked the floor of the casket; there I saw raw mahogany planks, unpainted, unpolished and heavy as lead.…

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Leaving Lahore| Tanisha Mehta


    “He’s kicking a lot tonight. I doubt I’ll be able to sleep.” “Then we’ll stay awake.” Karam kissed Neetu’s belly. Karam turned around and switched on the radio. “… fires blaze through the night. 111 killed and 116 injured in communal disputes. Tara Singh urges Sikhs to desist from violence. Celebrations continue in other parts of independent India.…

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Strangers at My Funeral| Sharon Tshipa


    Let’s pretend. Address me as Her Excellency just for the next few minutes.  Don’t kowtow by the streetside with solemn faces and fingers crossed like those from Kweneng, but with necks stretched beyond elasticity stand without the invisible red and white striped barricade tape and suffocate me with emissions of admiration. Watch as the Presidential Escort led by…

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Parklands in the Morning Light| Laila Le Guen


  The square was completely dark, apart from a halo around the only 24-hour joint in the area. Mc Fries’ bright sign announced its oily halal goodness to the passer-by in need of a refuge from the chill of Nairobi nights. Imran and I had walked down the dirt track from our apartment block in the dead of night. It…

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