As the bus pulled to a stop, Nida slung her bag over her shoulder and shouted her thanks to the driver. Brown leaves crunched beneath her feet as soon as they made contact with the pavement. The sound followed her as she swiftly descended the street in the black of the night. Her eyes darted in every direction as the …
Final Girl
Welcome to the world, Final Girl. We offer you our warm, still-beating hearts on a platter. This volume of TRAD Magazine features short horror fiction by queer and trans writers of color. This project contends that writing towards the monstrous, taboo, and grotesque can reveal and reckon with what it means to be human, and how we can differently examine …
Meat
Vampirism is the colloquial term they use to describe people who get infected by the virus. As cases surge in her community, Tally becomes one of the many people who develop a craving for raw meat. As her bloodlust intensifies and the government turns it back in the midst of the health crisis, Tally must reckon with the impossible choice between survival and the preservation of her own humanity.
aseje
AJ never paid much mind to the rumors that her mother’s estranged family were known to be powerful in the spirit world. But on AJ’s trip home to Bonny Island for the anniversary of her father’s death, the secrets and mysteries of the past begin to catch up with her.
A Good House to Raise Daughters
The stench of burning meat still filled the halls of Foxgate House. You found yourself between its jaws, staring up at the high-vaulted ceilings and the pale tile that gleamed like moonlight. The House made the rest of the world seem drained of color. Every window on the first floor had been flung open to let out the smoke pouring …
all the good girls go to hell
Inhale. Exhale. Inhale. Exhale. Asha finds herself deep within a forest, white knuckles clenched and sweat dripping down her brow. She winces at her stinging bare feet as they carry her over sharp thorns and tree roots overlapping the damp ground beneath her like an undercurrent. The light in the sky is void with a palpable darkness that threatens to …
GREATER IGBO NATION FOUNDATION CELEBRATES ACHEBE’S THINGS FALL APART @ 65.
As June, the month of Things Fall Apart was crawling into July, the Greater Igbo Nation Foundation joined voices with others including the Center for Memories, Enugwu, to remember and celebrate the epic novel Things Fall Apart written by the foremost father of African literature, Chinua Achebe, Ugonabu of blessed memories. Young Achebe had produced this epic work in 1958, …
The Tales of a Third Culture Kid:
A Modern-Day Nomad
I have lived only one life, yet it feels like I’ve lived four. Like a nomad, I’ve traveled around the world, making new lives in different countries. I’ve learned that my home is not only tied to a physical location but is also a product of the people around me.
Shedding My Skin:
(Re)defining Religion
On the other hand, I have completely shed the skin I have worn for most of my life, and sometimes I still feel naked. I no longer belong in the society I grew up in, and that can be extremely difficult to navigate.
The Rooms We Belong In
Belonging meant a betrayal of oneself. But, true belonging celebrates individuality. It creates a warm and inviting space, drawing out your true self and giving you comfort. You genuinely belong when being authentic is no longer a choice but your freedom.
