The woman was in her face now, dress billowing, a white cumulus of afro contrasting with the blue-black of her skin.
In this episode of the Strange Horizons podcast, editor Anaea Lay presents Ayodele Olofintuade Olofintuade's “The Storm Painter.”
“You must not tell anyone,” she said. “I am one of those that cannot die, the Bakirshi.”
In this episode of the Strange Horizons podcast, editor Anaea Lay presents Rafeeat Aliyu's “Where The Rain Mothers Are.”
a body falls to the earth like hammered nails & all that remains is a dirt mound melting in the rain.
trying to make sense of the mortgage, / watching a black-crowned cock pass like an omen
My hand it was, not me / Not my hand, it’s my finger to blame
In this episode of the Strange Horizons podcast, editor Ciro Faienza presents the poetry of the Nigerian SFF special issue, including a reading by Julia Beach.
The writers are here, the stories abound, it’s the telling that only needs to be done.