Nalubaale Review Issue Two is here.

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Behold the second Issue of Nalubaale Review Magazine is here. he topic is travel so dive in, download and read the amazing travel experiences from across Africa.

We feature over 50 poems as well as short stories and essays. This time around we have over ten countries represented. Our target is to have an Issue where all African countries feature.

That said, we have gifts like T-shirts and more to give away, just read and be among the first five readers to answer the fun questions and win the amazing gifts!

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Call for Submissions: COVID-19

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Nalubaale Review COVID-19 Call for Submissions.

Yes, we are looking for stories, essays, experiences of the Covid-19 pandemic. No, we will not let this catastrophic event go down in History without being documented. The papers are doing their part, but we would like a more personal approach – A HUMAN STORY BEHIND THE NUMBERS AND HEADLINES.

We would like to read, and even publish, your Covid-19 story. It does not matter how remote or urban, poor or rich, young or old you are, we just want you to tell that story.

My Covid-19 Story.

My Lockdown Story.
Things I have learnt.
Things I miss most about normal life
The first thing I will do when the covid pandemic is over.
A habit I had before that I will drop/won’t do again.
Letter to your grand children about the Covid-19.
Write a movie story ‘the pandemic that was!’
A letter to someone, a letter to covid-19 itself

Healing \ forging a way forward through.

You can write a poem, short story, dialogue. Any style is welcome.

We want to publish a story from at least every country in the world.

Send submissions to: nalubaalereview@gmail.com

Deadline May 30th 2021.

Call for Submissions – Deadline 31st March 2023

Call for Submissions. Theme: “the future” / “Futuristic”.


Have you imagined what the world will look like, sound like and even ‘taste’ like 50 years from now? We would like to read your imaginations, your creations and predictions. Who knows, you may predict right. 

Thus, The Nalubaale Review Magazine is calling for poems, short stories, articles, photo essays, skits, cartoons from African writers on the theme: the future imagined. 

Nalubaale Review is an online literary magazine based in Uganda. It has so far published three issues; The love-money question, travel and covid-19 special issue. You can download and read the previous issues here https://nalubaalereview.wordpress.com/

Submissions plus bios should be sent to nalubaalereview@gmail.com


Deadline for submission is 31st March 2023.

Nalubaale Review Issue 3 is Here.

Behold the second Issue of Nalubaale Review Magazine is here. The theme for this issue is COVID-19. Click the links below to download and read the stories detailing experiences of different people from across the globe.

We feature over 50 poems and short stories. We aimed to have every country in the world represented since COVID 19 affected every corner of the planet earth; from the cold Antarctica to the hot Sahara to everywhere. Follow the links below to download and read these poems.

That said, we are still receiving articles, submissions in form of poems and short stories until we have published a piece from every country in the world.

Also, we have gifts like T-shirts and more to give away, just read and be among the first five readers to answer the fun questions and win the amazing gifts!

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Call for Submissions

Theme : ANCESTORS

Deadline : 28th May 2021.

Send in poems, short stories, articles, art and other forms of writing exploring the theme of ancestry, especially African ancestry. Any length is welcome.

#culture #History #AfricanHistory

#African Heritage

#family lineage

#rich African ancestry

#African spirituality

#Witchcraft and the dead

#African medicine

#African kingdoms

#African beliefs

#Lineage practices

#African naming

#Ancestry and nature

#the God /gods of our ancestors

Delve in, explore, write and send to nalubaalereview@gmail.com

New deadline: 28th May 2021.

This too Shall Ebb.

By Kimutai Allan.


Fear abounds,
In crowded cities,
And in the little hamlets,
The world, is scared stiff,
Hopelessness is all we feel.
It’s here,
A rogue affliction,
Ravaging us like a fire.
We want to escape,
But, whereto?
It’s all upon the world,
Can we win against it?
Well, it might serve us,
To relook at our past.
We,
The intelligent human species,
Have been bedeviled before,
By disasters so detrimental,
But haven’t we risen up?
And lived better than before?
Take heart,
Be of good cheer,
This insidious tide too will ebb.
Keep on acting,
Upon all that our medics tell,
For a day is coming,
When normalcy will again grace,
These our beautiful shores!

Poet Bio:

Kimutai Allan is a Kenyan writer whose works have been published in numerous publications like the Kalahari review and others.

Covidéjà vu.

By Jean Pierre Nikuze.

Unhand that twig
& recede
into your tenebrous tub!

Backtrack, creep
in reverse. Sibilate!

Like a funambulist
hinged,
the gasping close by
notwithstanding,
backpedaling

on a duly oiled
unicycle, silently
as time en route
even
as time unlapsed,

career backwards
& grow into your death
as the rouged user
of a concave mirror
colors her vim.

Tumble back first
heel into curb,

miss the ground’s receipt
of your inion, only
a figure of speech
you levelled bastard,

you bleeding out beast,
cursed owner
of a
staunchless wound,

the compound
good-as-dead;
in three syllables: carrion.

Glide, wriggle, convulse,
rousted by the tail

as in an ill-matched
tug of war,

for though
the wild goats are as

close as Wales,
all who’d been to Eden
died off
with the memory
of whereabouts.

Poet Bio:

Jean Pierre Nikuze is a Rwandan writer and poet.

Windows.

By Jean Pierre Nikuze.

Bumbling behind masks,
the world’s on the wrong side
of a beekeeper’s suit.

Provisional signatures of eyes
for God knows how long.
Each blink a flag
by which we hail & respond.
Call it a promotion.

For lack of competition
from the facial household,
they’ve become that
we always ascribed to them.
Also, chimneys, doors, balconies…

Poet Bio:

Jean Pierre Nikuze is a Rwandan writer and poet.

A Letter to the Future.

By Guttabingi Mary Prisca.

Dear 2050,

How are you? How are the daily struggles of life
-breathing, smiling, living-?
Do not grin till your charred lips
Crack from the repetitive exercise
You like calling survival.
Do not force it
Because right in our cemetery
a mould of humor rots
rolls relentlessly.
We even have potential jokes like the cabinet
And a now-powerless-covid-bully.
It’s not all about pandemics and worms
Like they all claim.

By the way,
You are cordially invited to our land
Where we finally absconded
with a new “no social distance” rule.
Here, we are family;
Constantly rubbing shoulders like Siamese twins,
We are inseparable like that!
So why stick to your grief-stricken generation?
A sad era with happy selfies?
We used to be genuinely sad.
We can’t tolerate your sarcasm
from our lockdown graves.

Also, here,
There’s no hate to give,
But rather love that’s threatening
To burst out of us like water through a dam,
But you are in self-denial,
Feeling appalled.

Since absence makes the heart grow fonder,
We shall wait for you
Like Christians wait for judgement day!
And when we finally meet
It will be more of an explosion
Than the kiss of death;
A bomb erupting between the moment
Our lips will make contact,
Fusing us together
Like two atoms in a nuclear reactor.

This sort of perfection
Deserves to be immortalized.
Who says no to a dark paradise?
Whichever vehicles takes you there,
Pandemic or not

Your patient lover,

2020.

Poet Bio:

Guttabingi Mary Prisca is a young writer passionate about writing poetry and mechanical engineering. She is a student at Kyambogo University in Uganda.

Stopped in our Tracks.

By Pheobe Nortey.

I was in school
I had a paper soon. Not cool
The first case dropped in the land
My parents panicked but I didn’t understand
“What do you mean I should come home? I’ve got a paper to write”
Later I realized I didn’t have to put up much of a fight
The paper was canceled and we were all sent home
For some reason, that day, the clouds looked like foam
Impromptu vacation, everything was fine or so I thought
Every day brought with it new cases to light
Nations of the world, were brought to their knees
Covid 19, listened not to their pleas
I was coping, at first
Then, like a balloon, I burst
I know I’m no Frontline worker
But the lockdown seemed too much for me
All days blurred into one, for thee
I became weary of waking up to the same routine
The soldiers and doctors are heroes
I hoped they got their reward.

So many are the e-learning assignments,
I don’t have time to get bored
I cast aside mourning and worrying
I’d take another chance at coping
I decided to better myself
Learn a few more skills, certificates on my shelf
Condolences, love to family members made fatherless, motherless
Prayers for to all those struggling in hospitals,
Hoping to one day beat the deadly lion.
May you survive this, I say, live well.

I will sit at home. Learning, designing, hoping,
Waiting for when everything will be fine,
Again.

Poet Bio:

Nortey is a Ghanaian high school student. She loves books and all forms of Literature.