Monthly Archives : March 2017

Quarter Moon by Alan Britt


Today I’m coming back. Like hieroglyphics scrawled upon an overpass, I’m omnipresent. The shadow around my waist expands to include cosmic debris: planetary fragments, clouded leopards looming the horizon, clarinets like loons stretching their necks to have a look. My hand disappears into a void. Like the mantle clock with vermilion smeared cheekbones, or dusty Bose stereo with a mustache.…






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Post-life by Ekweremadu Uchenna


amidst the sparks of smouldering hardware and the rumbles of collapsing structures and the husks of spent souls that litter the streets like lily petals in harmattan a pack of survivors will sprawl on the ruins day-dreaming of spring in paradise tanning under the tamed sun which like a solitary coal will drench them in a gloomy glow fear will…






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Two Poems by Changming Yuan


Natural Ironies 1/ Moonbow Few humans look up At you, but you reflect And refract just as many colors As much beauty as a sunbow With little warmth of the day, perhaps But countless secrets about darkness 2/ Snagging You have long since died But you will never fall Like a huyang tree in the Gobi Desert Standing deadly among…






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Strange Meadow by Patrick King


Deep in sleep, somewhere lost, somewhat familiar. I find myself again on Meadow Drive. Sometimes spectacular, sometimes beautiful. Inevitable. No, this isn’t Meadow Drive anymore. Convergence, extinction, alchemy. It’s all the same nightmare anyway. I fall asleep a man in my mid-thirties but in my dreams I’m once again a child of seven, eight years old. The man is married…






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Short Story Day Africa’s #WriterPrompt in 250 Words


Broken Children by Osahon Ize-Iyamu It’s a bit selfish, but I’d been waiting for her. She barged in, lifting me from my sadness, to call me to action. We are going somewhere. And as she puts the car into gear, I’m reminded that the world is a vast world of bumpy roads she leads me through. She carries me, so…






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Seeing the Craft by Okuwoga Eyimofe


  “And I believe that the best learning process of any kind of craft is just to look at the work of others.” – Wole Soyinka In all things, get understanding. Seeing the craft is as blissful as one’s craft being seen. It edifies the baffling and clears the air. Seeing the craft defines the mind; to filter one’s mind…






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