The bright blue of the sky is dotted here and there by the yellows and the reds of the kites. The children, my grandchildren, run round and round the compound chasing the wind. They glow; their joy is infectious. To look at them is to remember when I was young, when I would run, […]
1. The rain is falling like grains from above. You sit alone watching the Marcopolo bus. The skin is shimmering and a broad picture of a smiling man is advertising, ‘Glow with GLO.’ Your thoughts are lazy this morning, they are dragging slowly, flowing with the thick texture of cream. You grimace at how common […]
That Sunday evening Brother Innocent stepped into Papa Ejima’s duplex at No. 44 Ogbatuluenyi Drive, Housing Estate, Onitsha, Papa Ejima’s twin daughters told him that their mother or one of them – the twins -would certainly be impregnated by Brother Innocent, this handsome Brother Innocent with a pair of dimples on either sides of his […]
In the moment of crisis, the wise build bridges and the foolish build dams
Afrikan Language Features
the everyday should not seep through the walls it is behind these walls that truth undresses then lies Sihle Ntuli Pass it On!
Who is a man? Mwanaume ni? Mwanaume ni wallet? Mwanaume ni effort? Men are all that And double-caps bold highlighted headlines on the front page of a best-selling magazine you can find 10 tips on how to know if he is the one Pass it On!
In 2009 Ngatia and Tonny, who make half of the Story Zetu team; along with Michael Muraya, (who was Ngatia’s submissive “mono”) and myself were asked by Mr. Mawira, (a teacher of French and a closeted writer) to write a few poems for publication. Publication meaning he would type them out, print them, then publish […]