Fiction

This all happened at my school two months ago, in May. It’s the reason summer break started early, and why…

Ophelia's words are sprinkling, tinkling in my ears. They smell like cut grass just washed with rain. I want to…

I will be twelve next month, but I don’t think we are ever going to celebrate my birthday again. Things…

My daddy is Prime Minister. I was born in the back room of a whore house on Popeshead Street. I…

Nassau was hot. The limestone foundation of the island burned through Tonia’s shoes and scalded her feet. Her chest felt…

What is a one-arm Zeruzeru doing at a security guard interview? I could sense their disbelief but I didn’t let…

When I regained consciousness, Amira was at my feet, mopping my thighs with a warm rag. My head throbbed. My…

I never meant to fall in love with the daughter of my employers. And they, during their trial, said they…

I wasn’t looking for a treasure on the beach that day; I was just throwing stones at some old tin…

Iqbal walked along the river in the fading evening light. He didn’t stand out as much, and he liked the…

‘Oh for Christ’s sake!’ Stuart smacks his hooter as if it is the black padded steering wheel that has enraged…

Out of the corner of his squinty eye, Faisal notices the blue Atos pulling up to number 48 West Street.…

Samson Street was a dead end. But it came alive the day of Tantie Lucy’s Thanksgiving service for Saxxy.

لم يكن كأي صباح أخر، عندما فتحت عيني بدا كل شيء محاطاً بلونٍ ذهبيٍ و رائحة الصباح التي تحملها نسمات…

هذه ليست المرة الأولى التي تقف فيها متسمِّرة أمام واجهة هذا المحل متأمِّلة الفستان نفسه. لكن ما يختلف هذه المرة…

In the pitch dark of the kitchen, Jaber’s mother searched for matches. She opened a drawer and emptied its contents…