Browsing Category : Fiction

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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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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Maybe This is How I die by Rumbi Makanga


Maybe this is how I die. It’s past midnight and there is no one else around. The darkness has a sweetness to it, like the smell of earth right after the rain has fallen. I want to lick the pavement. I want to run off the beach, maybe even throw my clothes off on the way, and go kiss the…






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Trick Question by Cindy Bosley


Liza’s room was a triangle of toys – no pieces belonged together, and much of it was broken.  Barbie’s legs and heads of dolls, old game pieces, cards and empty powder bottles, the neighbor lady’s Avon samples: lipstick and perfume.  Crayons lined the babies’ beds and drawers unloaded stained shirts and race track sections. Each odd thing was a treasure.…






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Leftover by Chizoma Emeka Joshua


The sun found me sitting by the well in front of our compound with my bags packed. There is something oddly comforting about this well. Perhaps I share a form of kinship with it; a sisterhood of neglect and decay. In some way she looks forlorn and exposed; with patches of red mud showing where the plaster had peeled, gaping…






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At the Flower Show, Pittsburgh 1957 by Joan Leotta


A field of flowers under an expansive Victorian globe. An indoor profusion of summer, whilst outside bare branches still brushed gray. Chill skies –that was what we were promised. We waited for the realization of that promise, two by two, adding our own small breathy clouds to those of the sky. Sister Anne patrolled our line, ensuring order. At last,…






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Loser Cat by Caralyn Davis


In the year of Our Lord 2033, I bide here in my cell. Technically, I’m a nun, not a prisoner, but why quibble because I have a name instead of an inmate number? Mary Elizabeth’s not even my real name. A preacher gave it to me when I took my vows at the virginal age of forty-five. “Do you willingly…






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The Demon Who Lived In A Godforsaken Estate by Obinna Udenwe


Don’t ever imagine that the nights are safe… That within the darkness which envelops the earth at night, you could walk about without fear – dance in the moonlight, count the twinkling stars and listen to frogs croak and crickets chirp. Don’t ever imagine that – because you are human. There are spirits and then there are those that are…






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Flash Fictions by Jason Mykl Snyman


The Drifter Dedicated to Shawn Booysen   The man beside me, he spoke in staccato sentences – as if his lips had forgotten the shape of words. He said he’d been walking a long time, with a hungry thumb stuck out into the road, grasping for the wind beside passing cars. With tired eyes he watched them move on and…






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The Incident by Samantha Gibb


Dust motes in the sunlight create a narrow galaxy of stars between the window and floor. A foot enters the light, breaking the spell. It squeaks as I follow it through the innards of Konradsberg Hospital. The sound dies before a door labelled, ‘Dr Magnusson’. The year is 1946, and I have been here for eight years. My therapy has…






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Eddy to the Rescue by Ian Woollen


“We’re probably not on the front page anymore,” snapped the Consul’s wife. She lit her second to last cigarette. “The gods of the news cycle have forgotten us.” “Give me a drag,” the Consul said. A blunt attempt at common ground. They’d shared Kools on a bench outside the undergraduate library at Purdue University, a million years ago. When her…






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