Instant Coffee
By Amanda Nechesa | Fiction
You grow up in this interior village in Kakamega, and the only time you hear the word coffee is when you’re playing the rope game of tea and coffee. Two girls swing the rope on each side, singing in Swahili:…
A Glimpse of the Kasi Life
By Yandisa Krobani | Fiction
The township is a place of unity. People rescue and aid each other for they’ve subscribed to the adage that a hand washes the other. One hand cannot properly wash itself.
Music Is The Balm That Soothes The Soul
By Ezioma Kalu | Fiction
Heartbreak is painful, sure, I believe. But have you ever plugged your phone at night with the conviction it’d be completely charged by dawn,…
Masterclass For My Ex’s New Girl
By Ucheoma Onwutuebe | Fiction
Have you ever been to Bush Bar? There is always a first time. When his car pulls into the untarred road and you see a mud house…
Like A Pawn
By Ifeanyichukwu Eze | Fiction
Today, everything, even the thud of his black moccasin on the brown laden path hums of the feelings brewing in his chest from…
The Trials Of A Witch
By Mujahid Ameen Lilo | Fiction
We called our stepmom a witch. She looked like one. Her little eyes that looked like a cat’s with their foreboding stares, her…
Which Way Is Forward?
By Akìgbógun Olúwatúnmiṣe Michael | Fiction
“Grief is a most peculiar thing; we’re so helpless in the face of it. It’s like a window that will simply open of its own accord…
Cardamom Coffee
By Beatrice Lamwaka | Fiction
It’s midnight. I’m sitting on the veranda drinking cardamom coffee, trying hard not to call Chris. “Don’t call him and accuse…
The Girl
By Rumbi Munochiveyi | Fiction
The Girl arrived a little after dusk as Manyara laid out plates for dinner. The Girl knocked on the gate with a kind of…
The Baptism
By Frances Ogamba | Fiction
The baby, nameless still in this model of spirituality, and his parents, Sarah and Fabian, catechists at Saint Mary’s parish,…
The Mountain of Goodness
By Lola Opatayo | Fiction
He struts in front of us, clutching his bible under one arm and beating the air with his other hand. He tells us not to be…