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The Wandering Boy

By Fungai Chigumbura, Zimbabwe   A boy I was A man I wanted to be Or maybe more than a man But what is more than a man, I wondered Nothing. So I would be a man.   A man I was And glory was it to me The rage, the honor, the deceit, the strength All were within me […]

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Stranger Eons (1)

    By F. C. Stanley A thousand stains had his gift inflicted itself on him. And then a thousand more. Each time the line of events was the same: an argument, borne of some desire or deception, the decision to go to war, followed by a sharpening of swords, a buffering of shields, a whisper of plea to the […]

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The River Willing

                                               By Fungai Chigumbura, Zimbawe: Every night it’s the same. The sequence always follows a specific pattern, a worn-out road to the same conclusion. The dream always starts with me. I’m on a hill in the middle of some grassy plain. My men are down in the valley, sweeping what remains of the enemy. None stand before me anymore. The wind […]

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Redemption (Finale)

By Fungai Chigumbura, Zimbabwe: I've been out on nights like these many times in my life. The cool air always stings when your drunk off your rocker. It's as if nature herself is slapping you in the face, caressing you with laughing fingers. I'd often wake up with a slight cold, my body worn from having to weather both my […]

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Redemption (Part 11)

By Fungai Chigumbura, Zimbabwe: There’s a clinical detachment about hospitals that I’ve always found unnerving. My first experience with it was when Kaz was hospitalised for a few days after what I assume was one of his father’s worse beatings. The sickly, sticky scent of chemicals clung to my nose, and as I looked down at my friend’s swollen, unconscious […]

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