I Remember…
by Stéphane Ségara I am Joel. Sitting in front of a mound of earth that serves as a tomb, that of Charlie. Today, Charlie is forgotten at the bottom of an anonymous tomb. Everyone here is trying to...
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By Lebo Fraiser We were both 20 and had known each other for close to three years. I knew I was gay and he, well, he was a regular ladies […]
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By Unom0 Azuah It is dawn and Umueke Lake swells with mating insects. I stand beside the lake watching the ripples. The waters are enshrouded by thickets where crickets shrill. […]
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