Monthly Archives : December 2016

Best African Literature on the Net in 2016


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 reflection of our taste at EXPOUND and mostly, the choice of some of our friends and readers. We appreciate the efforts of our friends like Brittle Paper, Jalada,…






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ISSUE #8: The Woman Issue


Guest Editor’s Note by Unoma Azuah FICTION: Unsuitable Ties by Sefi Atta The Dress That Fed the Suit by Zukiswa Wanner Angry Vaginas: Meet Project Douche by JT Lawrence Unreliable Nipples by Halima Aliyu Yoyin of the Captivating Form by Rafeeat Aliyu Will My Life Be the Same Again? by Temitayo Olofinlua   NONFICTION: Besieged by 3 Caesars–In Search of…






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Unsuitable Ties by Sefi Atta


She would rather not be here tonight. For her, a dinner party at a hotel – especially a five-star hotel like this in London – is research work. She might notice a seating-card design, a flower arrangement or some other catering idea she can use when she returns to Lagos. She will study the menu from hors d’oeuvres to desserts.…






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Two Poems by Liyou Libsekal


Into the Earth hands unfurled like asters blooming bold, they expose their center as though to say give what you will what you take I will shed onto the earth I try to keep, keep open to breathe like avid cells leaves crisp like endings should drop with ease from a stem and I want to be weightless, girl in…






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An Interview With JT Lawrence by Jason Mykl Snyman


Janita, thanks so much for agreeing to an interview with EXPOUND – and congratulations on the recent release of another great book – Grey Magic. Today, however, in honour of the Woman’s Edition, we’d like to talk a bit about another of your works – The Underachieving Ovary.   Tell us a little bit more about your memoir. Where did…






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The Period in Puberty by Jumoke Verissimo


You want to know how it is with me brother after I saw the blood You want to know if my breast wears down my chest when I breathe, How the soft heaving settle to carry the burden of every of my sighs. You want to know if sometimes I feel like I could do better as you Subtracting me.…






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Farming, Tending by Bineh Ndefru


My grandmother wore the world Like she wore the same printed cloth around her waist Year after year. She carried it, ripe and sweet smelling Heavy, but steady upon her crown. She carried, both arms shaking But not to spill a drop of its waters. She tied it sleeping on her back. And again. Every time it cried out. She…






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Three Poems by Sarah O’Neal


عسل it’s petty, how i want you to taste copper when you remember me and everything that was you still crave my fingers—strong but timid, remember how i used them to carve myself absent promised to swallow whatever drowned me first until salt grew thick in my lungs burned through my nostrils like wildfire my aunt, ankles swollen with grief…






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Angry Vaginas: Meet Project Douche by JT Lawrence


(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 you may think, a pub-like pop quiz after a good shag. Instead, we are to ‘do our homework’ during our ovulation window, and go to the clinic first thing…






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the year i stop watching television by Saaro Umar


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 office chair always something occupying his hands i sit in the corner & ask myself how my day was in a dream i paint an impression of the…






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Undecided by Opeyemi Rasaq-Oyadiran


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 my spine And said ‘our first child will be a girl, with long silky hair. On weekends I’ll braid her hair and she’ll say I’m a perfect dad’.…






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The Many Sides To Nudity By Michelle Ekunno


Moral compunctions want to close your eyes but how do you interrogate the new nakedness with eyes closed? It’s a cop-out. Before now, you needed to go out of your way to espy the female physique. It showcased behind closed doors, both real and symbolic. You had to make an effort to access Playboy or Penthouse magazine. Internet was hardly…






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Unreliable Nipples by Halima Aliyu


Tochi was hiding behind the water tank again, watching for him. Her yellow patterned dress stopped just below her knees and did not prevent the slow evening breeze from caressing her calves. Suddenly, she heard her name. Her stomach flipped as if she had just inhaled a jar of antiseptic. She straightened and began to walk away. When he called…






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Yoyin of the Captivating Form by Rafeeat Aliyu


This story is set in a time when hunting was the profession of choice. Everybody who could would send their sons and daughters to go and apprentice with the hunters, who were admired for the bravery they showed when they disappeared into the forest. Few hunters made it back from the forest alive, but when they did, they came back…






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How to Heal Old Wounds by Lind Grant-Oyeye


I heard this house on our mangled street was bought in a hurry but it really does carry its weight and age well: A bird spread-eagled against paled clouds. Timeless Barbie in a modern world of plastics. This over-dressed garden could make for easy loving but the tips of fatigued flowers steal rest from those pretend fawning of lovers fighting.…






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Will My Life Be the Same Again? by Temitayo Olofinlua


Aunty Bukola’s prayers began the very day she received the good news. Enitan, her niece, had given birth. The devil would not catch her slacking, the way he caught her twenty-five years ago. Aunty Bukola believes that lone incident to be the reason why she remains unmarried to date. Madness transfers by blood and sex, so when her younger sister,…






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The Dress That Fed the Suit by Zukiswa Wanner


Dear Phil, By the time you read this letter, I will be dead. I’m not sure how you will feel about my death since you have been killing me mentally bit by bit ever since that day, many weeks ago, when Terry jumped out of our bedroom window in his underwear. Maybe you will finally forgive me. Maybe society will…






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