by Chris Mason You would call me Euro-Jesus when I walked through the door Your hands pressed together in jest I was never quick enough to say “let us break bread” But with coffee there would always be talk…
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sometimes i am just a body
by Mphutlane wa Bofelo bold and audacious free spirit irrepressible voice open express of the right of the body to receive and give pleasure according to its own tastes not society’s dictates before Rhodes must fall before fees must…
Fork porn!
by Amani Karisa Our land is burning, and we are watching porn. “There is too much loss of life in the land.” Never mind, stream live porn. “Breaking news! Girl stops a stray bullet.” Fork that, any latest porn…
CALL FOR POEMS
BEST “NEW” AFRICAN POETS 2018 ANTHOLOGY We are calling for BEST 1-3 poems per poet from Africa (living in Africa) or of African diasporas (one of the parents originated from Africa) to be included in BEST “NEW” AFRICAN…
Keep them close
by Xihluke Mlangeni There was never smoke without a fire nor a tail without a head Behind every loss are memories that drift in the sky when the soul rises Father died one day And on that cold pained…