Month: July 2015

Paper and Ink, Series

Paper and Ink: Femme Aimee (54)

By Emmeline Bisiikwa, Uganda: The number of times I wake up lately, in the throe of yet another dream about you, are becoming ridiculous. The dreams are a variation of delusions such as me still being with you, you not doing all the things you did to mess me up or the worst – you hurting me again. They usually […]

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Series, The Other Side of Nothing

The Other Side of Nothing (Week One)

By Aderomola Adeola, Nigeria: In  the  Lagos  Metropolitan  University  that  I  attended,  everyone  was  a  name  dropper.  To belong to the class of the young, rich and connected, it was either you were from old money, a political bloodline or your father controlled oil money. There were those other names, unknown but with loads of cash and fat bank accounts, […]

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Poetry, Tale Africa

Take me as I am

By Siphosethu Mpongose, South Africa: You said to come as I am; I know you'll never love me so here I am bearing all my shame…ready for you to 'take me as I am' Too much right? Should I perhaps drop the sack of lies fastened around my lips or maybe the not so chaste chastity belt that jack and […]

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Paper and Ink, Series

Paper and Ink: Femme Aimee (53)

By Emmeline Bisiikwa, Uganda: I am having a weird flashback moment about the first time I came to see you.  I remember with disturbing clarity the way we cuddled and talked. What amazes me is how often I am having these flashbacks lately. It’s like I have these gazillion memories of you and they keep popping in my head triggered […]

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Inspirational, Tale Africa

Dear Chocolate Bundle

By Vimbai Chimanikire, Zimbabwe: Maybe you will have almond-shaped, hazel eyes. Deep-set and mysterious. Maybe you will have big brown soulful eyes. Round and curious. Either way, they shall be your windows to the world. Filtered at first as everything is beauty and fascination before it becomes money, food or reason for hate. As your tiny fingers wrap around my […]

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