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editorial: across the ages

 from Timbuktu, a scribe etches on stone. the sun at her finger tips burnishes runes on the Sahel. in time, the winds will blow them south feet will stampede a tapestry across the warring lines where kin were split. you...

featured poem: Sharp-ville by Obakeng

[tabby title="Poem"] Bathe in their blood And be swathed in their flash they live in a sharp-ville They browse the city at night And moan to unborn souls that rest in pieces of contraceptives And WE label them names We...

On The Road Again by Mwape Mumba

[tabs tab1="Tab 1" tab2="Tab 2" tab3="Tab 3"] [tab id=1] On the road again I remember when we first met and then I did whatever just then to sit next to you then This road reminds of you Vividly the thoughts...

Incomplete by Jerome Cornelius

[tabby title="Poem"] The waves look like canoes, coming for us. You say you wish you could lie on the mirror-water and float. Shooting star, we both see it. You, out the corner of your eye. You in the corner of...

Letter from Propaganda School by The Black Poet

[tabs tab1="Poem" tab2="Poet Bio"] [tab id=1] Letter from PROPAGANDA SCHOOL Sister… See the ballot dust bins seething with propaganda condoms, political abortions, Freedom stillborn Violence is a see through pit coat that uncovers city buttocks marked with political boils Bring...