Loads of memories rushed in at once, the house the essence it once held all slammed in at once like an angry wave against a solid rock, like the rock Emily was able to withstand the crash. She stopped and gazed at the gates before pushing it and letting herself in, she walked the familiar … Continue reading Dark fantasies 15
There was the blind drummer boy who sang of tales that nobody ever sees until they come to happen on a person. This is what the harsh breeze of the jungle that tingles Layla’s bare skin makes her remember now. The story made sense to her now. It told of the evil that men do … Continue reading Casualties of the Mind 1 by Somefun Oluwasegun
As time fades with age, A tear drops and fade, A pool of crimson wasn’t far-away, Electricity in the air like faraday, Essence hung in the air heavy, A Wild rose aroma so heady, Drunk in the carelessness of hurt, The glint of a cold steel to my gut, Life drama unfolds with no drama … Continue reading Crimson Lies
Thank you for loving me THANK YOU ! THANK YOU ! A MILLION OF PHRASE I CAN SAY -EVERYDAY Thanks for the time you spared me That day we first met, When my voice to your ears was still untouched like a Maiden. Thanks for letting me voice out something. Even sullen your eyes … Continue reading Thank you for loving me !
trapped behind the walls we built, with our own hands, our sanctuary, our haven. through unbreakable doors and windows we see the life we never wanted, but now hunger for. the love we had, but threw away. the things we had, but never looked at. the one’s who cared, but we never cared for. the … Continue reading Regrets
Playing The Substitute Game. By Victoria Ozidu. In sports, substitutions are generally made to replace tired or injured players or to replace those who are not performing well. In relationships, the game of substitution is also played. Someone else is being used as a filler or to replace a significant other for a variety of … Continue reading Playing The Substitute Game
* Things became weird after that night. My mum now had a habit of making strange phone calls which conveniently always ended whenever I came around, and when, out of curiosity, I decided to check her last dialed number, it would show me a number dialed hours ago, meaning that she had deleted the number … Continue reading Quandary 8
“Hello!” “Hello Bros! Good Morning!” “Morning! Micheal abi?” “Yes bros” “How are you?” “Fine Bros” “what’s wrong with your phone? I was trying to reach you yesterday” “bros! They don steal the phone o, in short na why I call you be that” “what! How come na?” “Bros! I beg I fuck up, bros! I … Continue reading I am Tiv
Hajara laid curled on her bed, she had been thinking about Faisal doing drugs and his confession about killing his ex girlfriend. All this while she had been hanging around with a murderer, the mere thought of it sent cold shivers down her spine. ‘I wonder what would have happened if you actually donated blood.’ … Continue reading Dark Fantasies 14
A week later, Omotayo now resides in another part of the palace specially prepared for her as the second queen. She stood up from her bed and called her maid. “I want you to make that herbal tonic you made for me the first I got here I want to visit the first queen in … Continue reading His Highness (22)
In the previous episode of Shades of Deceit *** *** *** The future where she would finally write and publish her book; The Memoirs Of A Pastor’s Wife. The future where she would grow old and grey with Michael and forget that he was the same man, Yewande had joked about poisoning. The future where … Continue reading Shades Of Deceit XI
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Many months ago, I had an unsavoury experience. Before I narrate my ordeal, I forbid, on your behalf, that such should happen to you. Perhaps when you are done reading, you may have a different view from mine as regards this. Nevertheless, that is unlikely to change my perception of the whole issue. The very … Continue reading How I Lost A Lot Of Money
Emily woke up and saw Chioma glaring at her. ‘Are you okay? She asked. ‘Stay away from me, you’re responsible for what happened.’ Emily yelled. ‘What’re you talking about? ‘Just stay away.’ ‘Emily calm down it’s Chioma.’ Mark said when he entered. ‘Maybe I should leave.’ She said and got up, Mark followed her ‘Am … Continue reading Dark fantasies 13
We journal our lives as though it would matter for much if we actually did. How many of us do not secretly wish that after we die (for some people, before) that our memoirs would suddenly be discovered and read worldwide, our insights in them receiving massive acclaim? Wake up, sleepy mortal. You usually have … Continue reading A Sense of it All