Sunday Afternoon | By Maureen Wambũi

  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, […]

It Is Love That Will Kill You | By Chikelu Chino

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 […]

Brother Innocent | By Esomnofu Ebelenna

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 […]


Do not expect to be offered a chair when you are visiting a place where the chief sits on the floor.

African Proverb