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Three hours pass and the phone rings again

Three hours passes and the phone rings again. A couple of rings. He opens his eyes and smiles at the caller ID. He glances at his watch. 5:46. He looks up and sighs, shaking...

In our series of letters from African journalists, film-maker and columnist Farai Sevenzo shares her account of waking up to the sound of a...

Thursday 24th April. 5.50am I awoke to the sound of a noise. It was my alarm clock, but this time I was not surprised to see it. It had been playing music for the...

In our series of letters from African-American journalists, novelist and writer Ta-Nehisi Coates reflects on the death of his mother from breast cancer

There was a lot of talk of how beautiful Mom was, what a fine woman and a good wife. How she was in the end, in the end. How she taught me almost everything...

Max sat in the back of the truck, staring at the darkness

"This is a horror movie. It's really happening," Max thought. He saw the darkness. He smelled it. He felt it. He saw his reflection in the dark glass of the truck's windshield. "This is...

This is the account of the moment a car crashed into a tree on a country road in County Down

I went back to my car to collect the insurance papers. It was almost as quick as it was to get out of the car so I would still get the money. After the...

The service was over, and the guests had left

The guests had been given a choice. In their time, they had been given three choices. Three choices of how to spend what time together. To be together, to be alone. There was that...

Max could hear the sounds of the snakes coming closer and closer to him

Suddenly the lights blinked off. The sounds of the snakes continued until Max decided to get out. It took a good 20 minutes to push his way to the edge. There he saw a...

I’m not talking about my mother

I’m not just talking about her funeral. I’m not talking about the funeral I held for my father. I’m talking about my real life, everything I really do. The things I really do, which...

A young woman wakes up in the middle of a nightmare, only to be rescued by a police officer

I’m trapped. I can’t see, I can’t hear. All around me, nothing. I’m walking around lost, and alone. So I try to pull my eyes wide open, but that only makes my eyes burn,...

A few weeks ago, I had a dream that started with my mother cooking breakfast for me every morning

At the time, I had no idea I was dreaming, in my sleepy mind, I never thought my mother’s cooking could be the trigger of my worst nightmare. In reality, it was a summer...

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It’s not dark enough for me to draw my own blood

Now, here, the silence is broken by a cawing that’s not a bird nor a crow, but an owl. The owl flies directly into the headlights. I see him, a large yellow eyed bird...

My sister was killed in a drunk driving accident

Walking to the beach with my umbrella still on top, I watched the water rippling on the rocky shore and thought to myself…I don’t belong here. I don’t fit in. I want to go...

Three hours pass and the phone rings again

Three hours passes and the phone rings again. A couple of rings. He opens his eyes and smiles at the caller ID. He glances at his watch. 5:46. He looks up and sighs, shaking...