Short Story—The Aphrodisiac
By Karamoh Kabba. Safiatu was in her prime when she arrived from Sierra Leone. Her beauty charmed both young and old men in the community at first (...)
By Karamoh Kabba. Safiatu was in her prime when she arrived from Sierra Leone. Her beauty charmed both young and old men in the community at first (...)
By Karamoh Kabba. Red Apple is not just another grocery store - it’s a way of life for Africans in the Washington Metropolitan area. It’s situated at (...)
Cry Sierra Leone By Mohamed Boye Jallo Jamboria On High We Exhaulted thee ;Land meant for the free! Free no more are your Children and (...)
“Enough is Enough” By Roland Bankole Marke Handicapped by an engraved segregation A germ of servitude antibiotics never cure Cancerous monster (...)
By Karamoh Kabba. Wara’s War on Terror “My left leg is cold, I mean real cold and numb.” Wara complained. She massaged and exercised it, and applied (...)
By Syl Cheyney-Coker Always, we searched in the stone river, while the slaughterhouse was waiting for us, long before we turned the saccharin of (...)
By Gbanabom Hallowell. Where Were You When They Crucified My Blood? (For Ken Saro-Wiwa) Among the rocks of the cloud The man died, calico of (...)
By Syl Cheney-Coker. (for Yulisa Amadu Maddy) Amadu I live alone inside four walls of books some I have read others will grow cobwebs or maybe (...)
By Karamoh Kabba. When it rains, it pours: And it has been pouring on and off since April. Past halfway into the rainy season in mid August, it rains (...)
In this poem that was apparently precipitated by the recent sudden and shocking death of Sierra Leone’s Immigration boss, Gloria Newman-Smart,one of the (...)
History of Violence, Violence of History: A Review Essay on Drumbeats of War by Gbanabom Hallowell, Published by Author House, 2004, Pp. 115. By (...)
A Long Way From Home We are a long way from home Home where we can find peace We are a long way from home Home where we can find love First (...)