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How to Read 150 Books in One Year: Ezioma Kalu’s Manual

I found out that people like me have stories and if people could tell stories of ordinary children like me living in Enugu, I would love to read more stories like that. African literature has always been that for me. I didn’t read a lot of foreign books

Bridges are for Burning

Not all books start with a really nice dedication, but Bridges are for burning does. It goes: As a young girl, I presumed I would

“Sexistential Crisis”: Woman, Queer, & West African

One of the 23 contributors to the anthology, the Nigerian Kemi Lade in “Catharsis” speaks of “sexistential crisis,” a term she used to describe her earliest state of mind discovering she is a bisexual.

A Portrait of two Gay Nigerian Men

August, an ostensibly quirky boy, grows up in a house with exuberant sisters, an apathetic father, and no mother. In that loss, his mother’s loss, a loss he never knew yet knew so well, he asks questions:

They Are Wingless Insects Pummeled With Longing

It is not typical for short stories to yank you tightly and wring you into worlds you never knew because they are fleeting, but Troy’s stories stay with you, his characters alive in your head.

How to Read 150 Books in One Year: Ezioma Kalu’s Manual

I found out that people like me have stories and if people could tell stories of ordinary children like me living in Enugu, I would love to read more stories like that. African literature has always been that for me. I didn’t read a lot of foreign books

Bridges are for Burning

Not all books start with a really nice dedication, but Bridges are for burning does. It goes: As a young girl, I presumed I would

“Sexistential Crisis”: Woman, Queer, & West African

One of the 23 contributors to the anthology, the Nigerian Kemi Lade in “Catharsis” speaks of “sexistential crisis,” a term she used to describe her earliest state of mind discovering she is a bisexual.

A Portrait of two Gay Nigerian Men

August, an ostensibly quirky boy, grows up in a house with exuberant sisters, an apathetic father, and no mother. In that loss, his mother’s loss, a loss he never knew yet knew so well, he asks questions:

They Are Wingless Insects Pummeled With Longing

It is not typical for short stories to yank you tightly and wring you into worlds you never knew because they are fleeting, but Troy’s stories stay with you, his characters alive in your head.

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