Glissade

It had been three months since the last time I heard Om Sagda’s screams. I marked those empty days on the calendar.

All writing is speculative. No matter how grounded in history or current reality; even nonfiction requires a reimagining, a speculation on what we think we know. I sit comfortably with ‘speculative fiction’ as a way of seeing rather than a genre because it is impossible for me to divorce it from everyday life. Consider Harry …

I sit with the inconsolable soul of the dark— The voices of pleasure in the deep woods

Everything was planned. She had forced death’s hand to travel from left to right.

Despite Nigeria’s rich oral traditions, I daresay that the culture of producing albums in the spoken word genre remains underdeveloped.

ISSUES

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