“The words died on my lips, because instead of the old man there sat a skeleton, the empty fixed grin of the skull and the black eye-sockets turned towards me

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Martin Egblewogbe

We be the Sobolo Boys. As we be kiddies, Lankai always dey talk blood be thick pass water, but e no thick pass sobolo. We dey call wona-selves Sobolo Boys sekof we know sey wona bond thick pass blood. Nothing dey wey I no go do for Castro or Lankai, wey I know sey dem too go fit die give me. We be the original Hakuna Matata. The real Asheee Gbeyie.

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Fui Can-Tamakloe

“Her husband’s eyes flung open as if he knew that she would kill him, and she plunged the knife into the duvet once, then twice. The duvet was making strange whipping noises like windy rain against a roof, or the moving zip of a rubber jacket. He was screaming

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Yolanda Kwadey

“They find Naana’s body floating in the pool in the early hours of the morning. Her body is swollen with chlorine and water. She is cold and pale, and her skin is ashen, sinking with the slightest pressure.”

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Naa Shika Coleman

“The body first found you in your dreams; your Father still needs to hear it from the corpse's own mouth—losing to death'“

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Esther Atswei Adjetey

“The koko line is its own kind of community. Here, strangers make small talk about ECG's latest betrayal, football scores, or why the president's nose always looks powdered television. Everyone becomes equal, the banker, the trotro mate, the SHS girl with oversized shoes, the newly heartbroken man sighing into his plastic bowl.“

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Daniel N. Abukari

“No one had ever seen Kibamba but there were various depictions of what she looked like: she had two heads, and where the eyes were meant to be, there were only hollow sockets. Her head had been split into two, and she carried a pestle and a mortar to grind the bones of her victims“

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Yeayi Kobina

“These two, here because they believe love is no longer enough for them to stay. Your job is to remind them that love is not always a feeling, but a ritual sang in the heart of night and the sternum of morning.”

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Papa M. Ohene-Agyekum

“Much of my suffering stems from the fact that I've not fully grasped the unpredictable nature of this world. What makes me suffer more is my unrelenting determination to steer that unpredictability in my favour.”

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Baaba Royale

“I didn't care about the height anymore, or the distance between where I was and where I needed to be. The sun sank lower, and the world grew quiet around me. I was already gone, even if my body hadn't fully caught up yet.“

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Le Nuage

“Our love existed within the confines of secrecy, sheltered from a society that harboured deep-seated hate towards us.“

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Benjamin Cyril Arthur

“She came to our house one evening, her arms jingling with brass bracelets, and said, "Your sister hasn't lost her voice. She's learning the language of the rain."

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McLord Selasi Azalekor