Starfaring and Rebirths
The world died in phases. First, the rains diminished, falling in sparse drizzles, and even when it did fall, it wasn’t really rain, but a perverse mixture of water and pollution. Then plants…
A Flight to Cameroon
When I fell into a glass of beer, flailing in the massive froth I caused by my flapping about, fearing my drowning, I entered an unconsciousness and an epiphany at the same time. I could not…
Family Man
- Foday Mannah
- November 10, 2021
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Family Man was Mama Cynthia’s legacy from a previous relationship and had inherited his mother’s height, dusty complexion, and innate elegance. Although he was in his early twenties, he…
The Revolutionary Duck and the Counter Revolutionary Duck
Translated by Luisa Venturini, Revised by Lara Pawson Angolans, in addition to loving makas1, partying till morning, arriving late for appointments, and using and abusing humour even against…
There was an Accident
and I drew graffiti on the windscreen with blood / etched out catacombs on the rear mirror/ stuffed pieces of broken glass into my mouth / because the tongue is a lubricant for spare parts /…
Them
In the Book of Thoughts: Chapter Her versus Them: It seemed to her that adults saw everything. Her mother saw the landlord’s wife in the black crow that bore holes into slightly yellow…
Mother of the Year
April 2001 We were five, sitting on the ground, playing tinini tanana. We scrambled up, laughing when the whirring of an airplane in the sky interrupted us. We jumped, shouting and waving,…
Messenger of God
The sleep I am do for this stupid bed is what make this small doctor talk to me like I am small boy. Walahi, thank God here no be street. If to say here is street and she open her mouth like…
Eliya Wanameme
Every staff quarters’ kid in Bukembe thought Kennedy was immortal because of his wide feet and wide palms and his solid frame as though he was carved out of a rock; so they nicknamed him Eliya…
Worship
A skittering headless corpse breaks the silence. My forelegs grip it. I can’t stop myself; she is the softest of them all and her body drips with juice as I hold her. But why does she move…