Ikeja had only been this quiet once. The first time was eleven years ago when I cried as my father threw I and my mother out of his house because my little brother had our neighbour’s dentition and facial features. We’d lived at Surulere until she died and I had to learn how to feed … Continue reading Inktober – Day 2: Tranquil
I woke up, covered in a fog of turquoise-white and maroon-gold. I could remember me and Billy, my crazy pit-bull, were walking a lonely mountain track. The unruffled breezy clouds perched on my skin, I nipped them in my imagination. They felt as nothing I’ve ever touched or tasted, just an epitome of immaculate flamboyance…every fine … Continue reading No, not without Billy!
I was driving one Saturday afternoon with my three year old child beside me. On reaching a road block, I was stopped by the policemen. ” Park” they instructed. I quickly complied, brought out all his vehicle particular and stocked it through the window before they asked. ” No be why I park you be that. … Continue reading Little Savior
The forlornly cloud pompously Swallowed the sun out of the scene. Dusty sand whirled through the air Sending shivers of smoky breeze From the dusty desert dune. Falconiform birds liked leathers soar High through the sky in ascension. Joyful thriving trees dancing free To that rhythmic pattern from Those free flying old rusty roofs. Wires … Continue reading A Ravaging Rainstorm
Why should I hold it in? Is my heart an inn? Why should I not say when I have been hurt? Will you only learn the evil your shunning made me do when I become a member of the dreaded cults? Why can I not cry too? Why does my pains have to be kept … Continue reading Why Should I?
Acknowledgments I thank God for giving me the Grace and Favor in completing and writing this book. Also, to my parents; Mr. and Mrs. Ochidi and my siblings. And of course my readers. Thank you all. © 2018 BY OCHIDI GRACE All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or used in … Continue reading Abhor
Welcome to UNEC; the second daughter of the mothering Nsukka campus, birthed in 1961 in a serene corner of the very heart of Enugu city; a professional training hub for bright intellectual minds on an unwaivering quest for academic conquest. Interestingly, whenever a story of UNEC is told; a metaphoric allusion is tendered unto her … Continue reading Welcome to UNEC
Take a nip its good No, Mama says its evil Nonetheless, it’s your daddy favourite Mama says it kills him Everyone takes it for pleasure However, God forewarned against drunkenness A sip won’t make you tipsy It will contaminate my system However, drugs contain a certain degree Drugs are therapeutic not liquor This is medicinal … Continue reading Methyphobia
What a fiery beauty you have become! My brother, fruit of my father’s loins. Auspicious, Beautiful, Promising. Thence came our crossroads. You chose West I chose home. I dine amala and ewedu I wine fura and nunu, Ugba and palmwine are priceless to me. But you. Yes you! You washed away your colours. You embraced … Continue reading Neither Here Nor There
Niger area, an area occupied by revenue indebted culture without the activeness of equity in play. An area translated with the anxiety of greed in the veins of our leaders, yet nation envy your greateness. An area of plain theft and languished worries of fear of the next big thing, yet nations counts on you … Continue reading Proudly Country
I look back on the memories we’ve had sometimes ago When life was free for every one of us, both young and old When hiding in dilapidated buildings wasn’t a survival technique And death was from nature, not a man-made epidemic When our young ones were free to go to school, grow up and become … Continue reading Remember Us This Way
Chapter one Stella watched sadly as her husband packed his suitcase. He just arrived home two weeks ago and he was already leaving again. Even though she didn’t like his job, there was absolutely nothing she could do about it. Not unless she wanted to starve. His lack of education was one of the … Continue reading Shattered Hope (contemporary romance) 1
This could be You… “Maggie, I noticed how well you do with your writing. I have a major problem with mine. It seems there are not enough hours in the day to get everything done and then be able to write also. How do you do it? How can you help me?” This was the … Continue reading A Call For Writers
THIS HOUSE IS NOT FOR SALE This house is not for sale- beware of my kitchened wife, beware of Emeka, my son & Tobi, my Son-in-law; even Musa, my gate man. Everyone is a thief in his room, everyone is a saint outside his room- Trespassers will be persecuted. Behind the closed doors are unscripted … Continue reading This House Is Not For Sale
Without you every minute Spent was like a year. Daily I die a million dead I can’t wait to tell you How hard it really has been Nursing nameless pain Without your smile here. I just had to let you know. BUT I just cannot fathom My dearest partner in life Why tis so, thou … Continue reading Lone letter from an illiterate lover