Browsing Category : Fiction

The Collector by Cat Pritchard


“Observe the detail in the headboards. Handcrafted by orphans. All dead now.” Sarah paused to let her client soak it all in. “And the bed frames. Rare Ebony from Madagascar. Almost extinct. Everything original, down to the wallpaper, hand-painted by slaves from Malaysia. I am told twelve people died in its creation. Apparently the paint was toxic.” She stepped back,…






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Plan D by Neil Krolicki


Don’t talk to me about cruel, okay? What’s Nazi-surgeon cruel is having to string up a fake smile for the Thanksgiving portrait we take every year. Pearly whites mashed with rage till the end times, pretending Trisha is part of this family. Right now poolside attendants want to rush in, with their all-white everything; polo shirts, pressed shorts, knee-high socks.…






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My Papa Was a Shoe Salesman by Lana Lubbe


Johnny ‘No-Questions’ Feretti enters the ristorante. It’s a sombre scene, the heavy curtains drawn and the establishment empty, except for one figure sitting in the far corner. “Don Corlione,” Johnny says as he takes a seat opposite the old man. “How is your health?” “Forger’ abour’it!” Don Corlione grunts. “It is done,” Johnny continues. “The shoes,” Don Corlione orders. Johnny…






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Headboard by Paul Behrens


The walls are supposed to have ears, but it’s the beds who hold the stories. The wooden bed that came with the old house he purchased was no exception, the signs were everywhere: The crack in the repaired pillar from the soldier’s kick, when the bullet was extracted. A smooth, worn bed post from leather restraints. The dent in the…






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Ships In High Transit by Binyavanga Wainaina


  Does the person define their face, or does one’s face define the person? Matano often wonders why it is that people so often become what their faces promise. Shifty-eyed people will defy Sartre, become subject to a fate designed carelessly. How many billions of sperm inhabit gay bars, and spill on dark streets in Mombasa? How does it happen…






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Midnight Things by Onthatile Marang Modys


Music at 01:20 Rendezvous with rain. Midnight blues. Few things sound more beautiful like rain and jazz at 01:23. One of those days it had been, but the natural harmony, accompanied by the sweet symphony of Jimmy Dludlu’s the winds of change calmed typhoons down. The blissful smell of hookah in the background was enough to forgive any sin. Hookah…






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The Market by Ifediba Zube


  There is a huge pile of corn husks at the entrance to the market. The sides of the pile are flattened and stained red by hundreds of marching feet and speeding wheelbarrows. The steady rainfall has turned the ground to thick red mush that sticks to my slippers. I should have brought my black rubber boots. I used to…






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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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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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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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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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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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