by Joyce Ashuntantang (c)

Yesterday our son was your son alone As he made touchdowns into your patriarchal heart You pranced the sidelines showing off the semblance of your nose Your chest moving ahead, you said “That’s my boy�

By Joyce Ashuntantang

My daughter, you tell me you did not fall from a tree You have a father, and you want his name And so today you carry a piece of paper with A new name, a flash light of identity They say I am a good

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Draft English Translation of Poems:

ASO (ASHUM): My Ancestral Home

Aso, my ancestral home in Cameroon Aso, at the foot of Apiong[i] You are rooted in my heart Until the

 For Victor Pungong, April 11^th 1967- May 9^th 2007

By Joyce Ashuntantang What you have heard is true. She stepped into my office cradling her folder in her bosom. Her pink boots

Barbara Tah Gwanmesia celebrated author of Vasona's Secret is our guest in the Spotlight. A graduate of Journalism, International Relations and World Politics with a confessed avid yearning for an understanding of how the human mind works and mankind

There is a lot to like about Monique Kwachou’s “Rough Draft: From Reading to Writing” but I am enthralled by the defiance behind publishing a piece of writing labeled “rough draft”. That in itself is a critic of the writing process. After

The beautiful painting hung on the wall. It was titled "Paradise Palms". We had to produce one exactly like that. Our coach, Katie explained how we were going to do that. I listened attentively but it just seemed an impossible task. I had never pain

Joyce Ashuntantang

(Originally published in Palapala Magazine) Kenjojumbam In 2005, veteran Cameroonian writer, Kenjo Jumbam, author of The White Man Of God died in his native Nso, prematurely ending the career of one of Cameroo