The Gift One day, we won’t have more days.
“One day, we won’t have more days.” — The Gift by Jean-Claude Tjitamunisa.
Oviruru I was forever falling.
“I was forever falling.” — Oviruru by Jean-Claude Tjitamunisa.
Bones And Demigods Well, let’s not get ahead of ourselves. Did you forget about the silence?
“Well, let’s not get ahead of ourselves. Did you forget about the silence?” — Bones And Demigods by Taj Francis.
My Mother’s Garden Her name is the space between home and homebound.
“Her name is the space between home and homebound.” — My Mother’s Garden by Nia McAllister.
Pantone The colour of speak only when spoken to.
“The colour of speak only when spoken to.” — Pantone by Nia McAllister.
Memory Mapping With motion born of my body I make those migration moves match that transatlantic tempo.
“With motion born of my body I make those migration moves match that transatlantic tempo.” — Memory Mapping by Nia McAllister.
Stuck Between The Gods And The Graves Literatea 06: Roland Watson-Grant.
“Here we are, a little lower than the angels, stuck between the gods and the grave—and that’s a lot to wrestle with. Writing about all that it means to be in this powerful but fragile form can take a lifetime—and you still won’t finish.” — Literatea, 06 by Roland Watson-Grant.
Komesho We say to you, just like we tell ourselves: however fast you go, however slow you travel, however far you have come, however far you have left to go, carry on.
“However fast you go, however slow you travel, however far you have come, however far you have left to go, carry on.” — Komesho, an editorial by Rémy Ngamije.
Make It, Pay It How does the 'little money I get, na enjoyment' if her parents do not have electricity at home?
“How does the ‘little money I get, na enjoyment’ if her parents do not have electricity at home?” –– Make It, Pay It by Andelaine Tsowases.