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In seven chapters, the narrator in this expository comic tell stories, story after story of the trending and laughable events on TwitterNg. While it appears to be ‘just for the laughs’, the narrator also exposes readers to deep memories of grief and loss experienced in the street.
The poet takes us on a journey along the palm-fringed beaten earth roads of his childhood home in rural Sierra Leone. Travelling with Ibrahim from boyhood to adulthood, from lonely forest paths to the teeming ghettos of Freetown
The works featured in the Prism issue have told a variety of truths. In May the Thirtieth, the poet writes, “I come from a place / where we are closest to sunrise”. You, the reader, could argue the veracity of this admittance.
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It was 6:23 pm, and he was still on his work desk. Life and work balance has been a mirage so far for him. He has to slave, if he wants to eat. “Yusuf, the presentation should be ready before 7 am tomorrow. I cannot fall behind schedule, you know this is very...
After School: An Anthology . . . I held the pen to write, lividly. The pen had a rope tied to it, an unattractive one. “This bank people self. I will trust you people with my money, all of it. But you can’t trust me with your pen. Ordinary Pen! Hay God! Evil people...
Writing is Easy.... Until you're trying to get something out of your mind and you're having clogs wishing it became even easier but no, it keeps clustering and the words become too heavy to be sifted hence you're all in your mind talking to yourself about how you...
Have you ever wondered why you give up so easily when pursuing an endeavor that has been benefitting the people around you? Have you ever wondered why it seems you can't get past the initial start up phase? Have you ever wondered why you have a long list of unfinished...
Junne: .....I am the girl who wants more and I think you're too laid back Chuck: I'm the guy who wonders.... Wonder why she thinks I'm laid back but then, I just got back... Junne: He is so ordinary. It was a different him that day at the Park. With a...
Who is a protagonist? The protagonist is simply the character that the story revolves around. While there are other important characters, major and minor, two things might happen to a story if the main character dies; 1, the story ends and 2, a new main character...
Sophia kept running without looking back, not even to check the liquid that flowed from her. At first, it felt cold, and then it became sticky as it found its way to her feet. She was losing her strength and indeed her life with every stride. All she wanted was to get...
11:01 AM The sun was up ahead yet the ground was cold. Birds circled in the sky above. Dancing, diving and getting lost in the veil of cloud then reappearing in another while I watched, my body too heavy to move. Dizzy and weak, eyelids fluttering every minute, their...
How do you tell your husband you don't love him anymore? That you probably never did. That somewhere along the line when you turned 22 and he asked you to marry him, you just went with it cause otherwise would have been unseemly. You fell naturally into the role of a...
Kate sat alone on a long concrete chair by the sidewalk clutching her hair to her neck. A cold evening breeze blew across the lonely road spattering leaves from tall mahogany trees which she gently brushed off her satchel bag and her toned skin. She had just left Mrs....
