Uzoamaka
There is something scary about life, something disheartening about life, something exhausting about life. That thing sends chills down one’s spine, it causes the anger or happiness that was once in one’s body to suddenly dissipate, it leaves goosebumps on one’s skin and makes one still for a long time…
What Will Tomorrow Bring?
Golden hour was upon the land. Already, the sky had turned into a vibrant hue of orange that spelled the beginning of dusk. This served her well. Her youngest was playing in the shallow end of the river with the other children. She had always warned Kira to keep to the shallow end, nearer to the bank.
Her fear was not without foundation.
12 O'clock
The year Papa died, I realised God was a mortal man too because I think he died with Papa. Mama wailed, I wept, Chibundu cried, then Mama followed suit the way I had seen flies follow nsi at Papa's small cassava farm.
The Nature of the Beast
To breathe the air was to breathe needles. One had to prepare oneself for sharp nose pricks. The cold was barely bearable by Lagos standards, but it was bearable. To breathe the air was to breathe needles. One had to prepare oneself for sharp nose pricks.
The Retirement of J.P. Kolawole
It was while I attempted to do the deed that I got shot in the back. Not to say that I was blameworthy for any of the incidences that happened, after all, aren’t we all guilty of some misdemeanour? Such was the tale of the forgotten man with the grossly grizzled face and twisted smile. He was the stuff of every horribly malevolent nightmare…
The Way of Death
Pam couldn’t believe that she had actually gone through with it
You know how when you have a nightmare where you keep falling into infinite darkness. That sinking feeling in your tummy that only intensifies, reverberating pressure until you cant take any more…
