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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...

Here’s what I’ve been thinking about the swine flu pandemic

Look, it sounds like the government is trying to tell us that we are protected, that we’re supposed to be safe and all these scary viruses can’t happen to us. I’m not buying it....

It all started when my father called me and wanted me to go to the police department with him to file an official complaint...

A couple of days after my father called me and wanted me to go to the police department with him to file an official complaint about someone who killed his dog so he could...

In our series of letters from African-American journalists, novelist and writer Ta-Nehisi Coates reflects on the 50th anniversary of the assassination of Martin Luther...

“It’s just a dream.” There was no sound in my ear. It remained quiet. I pushed hard against the door, and was able to open it, and then shut it. I was still asleep....

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...

In our series of letters from African-American journalists, novelist and writer Ta-Nehisi Coates tells the story of his mother-in-law’s first visit to a doctor’s...

It's a cold day in October, my mother-in-law is going to go visit her mother. I have been thinking of the time I stood in front of my first ever doctor's office. It was...

Danielle was walking down the street when something caught her eye

A massive white cat made a beeline for the little blond girl. Its fur was long and spiky with black eyes like a cat who was on the hunt. It was a mane of...

The group gathered in the back of Emil’s truck

“It’s almost here!” Jax said excitedly as he hopped into the cab. “Is it the time yet?” asked Jess. She couldn’t remember what time it had been this morning but it wasn’t morning anymore....

Mark walked into the casino and pointed to the cash machine

“What’s with the 100,000?” asked Sam. “The bonus is 2K? It’s too much.” “I have faith in myself and my abilities to beat the system,” Mark said. “You just have to be patient.” The...

When fear is not the terror, there is no pain

And it would be that way with the men on this night. They had been thrown together on this isolated bit of earth. They knew their purpose, and the dangers that lay before them....

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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...