Sketches of my Mother
“The mother of my memories was elegant. She would not step out of the house without her trademark red lipstick and perfect hair. She did not walk with slow steps as this stranger did…” By Chika Unigwe.
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Between Two Worlds
“Ursula spotted the three black students immediately. Everyone did. They could not be missed because they kept to themselves and apart from the rest….” Excerpted from ‘Between Two Worlds’, by Amma Darko.
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The Way of Meat
“Every day—any day—any one of us could be picked out for any reason, and we would be… We’d part like hair, pushing into the walls of our containment area, then alternately cry, call, or sigh when the farmhand wrestled his pick off the floor.” By Nana Ekua Brew-Hammond.
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The Score
“The person on the floor was unmistakeably dead. It looked like a woman; she couldn’t be sure yet…” By Hawa Jande Golakai.
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The Long Haul
“He had the feeling that she would be gone when he came out of the store, but she was still standing in the half-light waiting for him.” Story of the Week (April 22), by Lorna Brown.
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Camp in Blikkiesdorp
“My happiest memories of those early days in Blikkiesdorp are about my brother Jabulani…” Story of the Week (March 21), by Nnamdi Oguike.
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Tacit the Bedspread
“And when he was all done she brought the mirror for him to look in. And he sat a long while gazing at his new appearance, trying to recognize himself.” Story of the Week (March 14), by Cecil Bødker. Translated from Danish by Michael Goldman.
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Sengetæppet Tavs
Original Danish text of Cecil Bødker’s ‘Tacit the Bedspread’.
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Atop Land, Under Sea
” ‘But where will we land? Are we going to die?!” wailed Miki. She paused, then whispered: “Someone needs to be the passengers.’ ” Story of the Week (March 7), by Justin YW Lau.
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Aquamarine
“She had a thousand questions she would like to ask: what he did, if he had children, where he had studied, where he lived. She wanted to be able to place him in the world, to know who he was.” Story of the Week (February 26), by Teolinda Gersão. Translated from Portuguese by Margaret Jull Costa.
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