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| # | Member | Stories |
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| 🏅 |  DMT | 1 |
| # | Member | Stories |
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| 🏅 |  The Gathering | 23 |
| 🥈 |  Rolex | 2 |
| 🥉 |  Liam the Thinker. | 1 |
| 4 | DMT | 1 |
TOP STORIES FROM YOUR SELECTION
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#SSWCIII – Deus Ex Machina by Lennox Kesington
CHAPTER I MEMENTO MORI Misery may be manifold, and despair is likely relentless, but there is nothing quite so designed to inspire the supremeness of psychological distress as the fear […] More
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in Fiction#SSWCIII – ‘And When Death Is On Your Side’ by Denise Kavuma
She had long since given up on trying to decipher the difference between reality and the dream. At first she could always tell for even at 5 years of age, […] More
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in Fiction#SSWCIII – His Slave, their Queen by Margaret Wamanga
Surrounded by a thick security detail, with her shoulders back, her head held high and a slight constant smile playing on her lips as her eyes skimmed through the adoring, […] More
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in Fiction#SSWCIII – ‘Daddy’s Little Girl’ by Prossy Bnk
I used to hear some folks in our city say that nobody was perfect but I bet those folks had never met my dad for he was the best and […] More
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in Fiction‘The Day Home Ended’ by Roland Aruho
It was a cloudy May afternoon, and all seemed well at the Mbaho residence. Eight-year-old Kenan was watching the latest sci-fi movie on the TV screen in the living room. […] More
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in Fiction‘Taming the Flame’ by Okello Herbert Andrew
Grandpa stood silhouetted against the vast orange horizons of the setting tropical sun; neither calls of the wild, of the sweeping sound of wind whistling through trees, nor the call […] More
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‘I Doodled Your Name By Force’ by Naggayi Sanyu Lydia
I doodled your name by force. Yes please. I was not going to be that girl who’d pass through her teenage years without ever doodling a boy’s name in a […] More
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#SSWCIII – The Other Side by Mable Barbara Amuron
It’s quiet here. I think I can hear an echo. Even when I’m whispering. Musty too. Why do all Your ‘houses’ have to be musty? Is it the sweat of […] More
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‘Didn’t See That Coming’ by Migisha Boyd
“Ah! This chicken is hard!”, Belle exclaimed as she tried to saw through the chicken thigh one last time with the now-bloody knife. It reminded her of her late father’s […] More
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in Fiction‘Is This It?’ by Dave Ndyanabo
Oli kiliya(clear)?” ..came the rough retort from the bloodshot bangi-chewing bear of a man that was my housemate. It was what we chose to greet our lot in this dungeon […] More
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Clearing the air…
Juma shoved left and right as he run with his heavy equipment towards the target. He was part of a throng of journalists that were all charging towards the subject […] More
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in Fiction‘Hell Hath No Fury’ by Julian Icyl Jones
Hell hath no fury.…brain damage effects no limit…. December 3rd 2015 Bena and Isaac went on what must have been their 80th date in six months. She wore another of […] More
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in Fiction‘Right By Her’ by D’rita Nanyanzi
“I pray God blesses your marriage through good and hard times, to hold unto and care for each other in all circumstances. May He bless you as you birth a […] More
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The Kanzu Casuality
There I stood—Ntinda’s unofficial mannequin—draped in a kanzu starched so stiff it could’ve doubled as a coffin. Auntie Carol, armed with a carnation and a grin wider than the Nile, […] More
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#SSWCIII – Torn by Paul Kisakye
The hot stream of urine hitting the dark, cavernous bottom of the pit latrine is music to my ears. I take a deep, satisfying breath as my body releases the […] More
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in Fiction#SSWCIII – ‘Kemigisha’ by Tuape Ernest Jacob
It’s no secret. You, my friend, have a crush on Kemigisha, the uptown girl whose list of admirers stretches beyond the horizon of the furthest mountain, a fact she’s well […] More
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in Fiction‘Solar’ by Elma Asio
Nandi stretched her legs out in front of her and sunk her naked feet into the sand. She closed her eyes for a moment, took a deep breath and concentrated […] More
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in Fiction‘Not Spies But Battalions’ by Gloria W Nanfuka
“Vaawo waano” she yelled, getting shocked at the sound of her own voice. He was back. The spirit that had haunted her was back and he wouldn’t stop mocking her. […] More
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