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The Night Masquerade: Here is an opportunity to read chapter one before its release date

The concluding volume of Nnedi Okorafor’s Binti trilogy: Binti: The Night Masquerade, is almost here. The book will be available, starting from the 16th of January.However, we now have the opportunity to have a taste of the much anticipated novel. Chapter one, which is subtitled Alien was published on Tor.com Read it below. Chapter 1 Aliens It started with a nightmare . . . “We still cannot get out,” my […]

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Junior/ Fiction/ Written by Okeudo Emmanuel

Junior is seated on the dining table. He is saying something, some sort of a farewell speech. I stare at him from head to toe like I am searching for something. My eyes settle on his swinging legs, the gently hypnotic sways causes my mind to drift away, slowly like a leaf on gentle water current. The way junior swing his legs listlessly and without care reminds me that he […]

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That Thing in your Stomach

Am I supposed to be happy that it happened? That one barren and cold night threw us apart? Not physical throw. Something like cutting our souls apart. That mystic chord that once fused us, like a covalent bond. Am I supposed to let my eyes turn to a leaking reservoir? Like how mother will sit out in the cold at night and let her tears turn into a mini swamp […]

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Read Chimamanda Adichie’s new short story– How did you feel about it?

A relationship, a seemingly heterogeneous union, a strange character, mildly alien to your person, walking into you, to be part of you– how do you feel about it? The story from the award winning author and activist. In the quiet carriage we sat angled away from each other. We always rode the quiet carriage, but today it felt like a gift: a reason not to talk. Jonathan in his maroon […]

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All that time/ Written by Phoenix/

15 years 11 months and 23 hours. That’s how long I waited for him. Waited not because I didn’t have anything better to do, or that I didn’t want to move on with my life, but because it was subconscious. Ingrained in my DNA to want him. I just needed to fill that hole inside of me with what should never have left. Mostly I would hear stories from friends […]

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