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362 pages, Paperback
First published September 25, 2014
...check my reflection in the glass door. [this is followed by five lines of what she looks like in the mirrored doors]
Number 9, Nadifa Mohammed
It's a prison of files arranged alphabetically -- Assorted toiletries, Baby Foods, Body Building, Body care, Bulk Items, Confectionary and so on until Teas.
Day and Night, Mehul Gohil;
He seems to have forgotten that she is there with him, and as she watches him in the dim light, she feels like she is watching a man masturbate inside her.
Sometime Before Maulidi, Ndinda Kioko;
'Bury me in the evening, under glittering stars from above and a sea of lit candles from among yourselves.' ... how we in our pyjamas fobbed moths which somehow understood the gravity of our collective mourning.
Rusty Bell, Nthikeng Mohlele;
I used to like my brother's girlfriend, until ...
Echoes of Mirth, Abubakar Adam Ibrahim
...it seemed that the countryside was quietly hysterical.
Hiding in Plain Sight, Mary Watson
They all had penises the size of semicolons ... After a while they all had to leave his loft and find another place for their semicolon parade.
No Kissing the Dolls Unless Jimmy Hendrix is Playing, Clifton Gachagua