Stained Asphalt, Winner of the 2017 prize for fiction – by Anthony Madukwe

If you gripped my shoulders today, shook me hard and yelled at me to say just one thing to my younger self, I would laugh at you and tell you that I had nothing to say. But if you insisted, like really insisted, I would take two deep breaths and … Continue reading Stained Asphalt, Winner of the 2017 prize for fiction – by Anthony Madukwe