Kinyarwanda

Written by: Brenda Umutoniwase

Kinyarwanda: a language that sets me free and reminds me
that I come first while their languages tell me
that...

Reviews


music
Telefone, a cathartic and colorful mixtape

by Ben Rutabana

On this 10-track tape, Noname explores the widening emptiness that’s grown in her. Read More
music
Sammy Blak Bomaye

by Mutsinzi

His rap journey started in 2009 and so 7years in, I can only wait in great anticipation... Read More
music
Something Stupid

by Ines Makuza

The 2-minute song depicts a man and woman enjoying their time together, so much so that... Read More
film
Oppressed Majority

by Mutsinzi

Oppressed Majority is a short film portraying sexism in a modern society by imagining a... Read More
film
Black America Again

by Mutsinzi

Shot entirely in black and white(almost as though to hint at the tense racial divide in... Read More
poetry music
Listen to Eric 1Key's "I Miss My Ex"

by Mutsinzi

The poem has hints of provocation directed towards the ex, and signs of tenderness just... Read More

Articles


It was a moody and melodic rendition of bars and vocals on a smooth hip-hop beat. RY's verses are a fluid tidal mesh of emotion that flawlessly flow. They're mature, dark and candidly expressed. Read More

We had been, like our ancestors, mentally colonized, convinced that our cultures were primitive and that our skin color did not meet the misconceived beauty standard. Consequently, our society prai... Read More

But how catapulting would it be for Rwanda, if her writers could meet beyond web portals, to share pieces, and form opinions about one another's with the common goal of helping each other ultimatel... Read More

Learning to detect and deter this psychological exploit in every aspect of our lives is the only way not to fall victim to its negative consequences. Read More

Prose & Poetry


Kinyarwanda — by Brenda Umutoniwase

Kinyarwanda: a language that sets me free and reminds me
that I come first while their languages tell me
that I come second, third—l...

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Writer's Block 2 — by Portia Zuba

I am standing on hallowed ground. The people around me are all in the same spirit: they are worshipping and for all I know they might be in heav...
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Writer's Block 1 — by Portia Zuba

The disco lights are a sight for sore eyes. They are shining in a rainbow patttern, even though there is a new color I am not recognizing. Is it...
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MAGAZINE ISSUE #1

18th March 2017