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Surviving On Old Prayer (06)

By Vimbai Lole, ZImbabwe: Psalms 18: 16.  He reached from on high, he took me, he drew me out of many waters. The shadow of a smile plays on his face before his look rapidly changes to reflect concern as it must have registered that I had been crying. “Ummm excuse me…” he is visibly uncomfortable. “I…you are blocking my […]

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Life or Nothing Else

By David Nnanna Ikpo, Nigeria: Angrily, he storms out of my room. He doesn't know I thought of suicide…that I wanted life or nothing else. He doesn't know that I always wanted to tell him. He was here only a few minutes back. Telling me of the life he wished for me. That he loved me. I hope this counts. […]

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Surviving on Old Prayers (03)

By Vimbai Lole, Zimbabwe: Ephesians 4: 31- 32.   Let all bitterness and wrath and anger and clamor and slander be put away from you. With all malice, and be kind to one another, tenderhearted, forgiving one another as God in Christ forgave you. Mercy, my cousin who has also been hovering over me for the entire hour I was awake, […]

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Surviving on Old Prayers (02)

By Vimbai Lole, Zimbabwe: Jeremiah  9:5 Every one deceives his neighbor, and no one speaks the truth; they have taught their tongue to speak lies; they commit iniquity and are too weary to repent. When I come to, I am disorientated. I can see my mum’s face, she looks ashen. “Mum”, I croak, she looks at me and she literally […]

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Surviving on Old Prayers (01)

By Vimbai Lole, Zimbabwe: Nothing is covered up that will not be revealed, or hidden that will not be known. Luke 12:2. I always wonder what his parents were thinking when they named him, more importantly why didn’t anyone arrest them? Who christened this child? Atanga looks at me, oblivious of my thoughts. “Atty”, I use the friendlier short name […]

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Gimme my Hammer

Iceport is a different town from most. A once-little hamlet, the establishment of an international port company and expansion of said harbour brought with them brisk growth, and today, what would have been considered a quaint relic a few decades ago is now a conurbation that ships millions of metric tons every year to destinations as far flung as the […]

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The Tale Of The Spare Ribs

By Symon Kenny, Uganda: They say that there's strength in numbers. There's no end to the things people are capable of doing in large numbers. Some of them can be amazing, others completely stupid. Somewhere between those lines is where you find the utterly ridiculous. A few colleagues of mine recently got a hankering for some better class of junk […]

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