We hear them as we approach The shrill cries The Stamping of feet What is this place? We hear their wild shrieks See them fall and writhe on the floor in seizures Perhaps they are mad They speak in strange foreign tongues There is talk of Pregnant virgins And talking snakes Now we are afraid … Continue reading Holy Madness
It felt like a dozen sumo wrestlers were doing a quick march in Kacchi’s head. His head throbbed painfully and his thoughts ran wildly in a hundred different directions, yet he drove on, hoping to escape the spreading violence. He was a man on the run, a haunted creature in violent times, a man caught … Continue reading The Fans
Virgin page staring smugly up at me innocent, untainted Virgin page staring back at me, confident and defiant mocking my inability to commit i crack my knuckles willing inspiration to appear i will fill you up i swear i will defile you.
Chapter 1 contnd – There were four of them, each with his special skill; Idehen, Ofure’s father was the master of the battle plaque. No one could recreate a battle scene like he could. He carved it out in such extraordinary detail that it was said you could hear the drums and smell the blood. … Continue reading Hinterland – Chapter One (2)
Ejiro sat in Mama Comfort’s bukka staring mournfully at the last piece of meat floating in the greasy pool of ewedu and gbegiri before him. It was the kind they called roundabout, his favorite, he always saved it for last. He picked it up and tossed it in his mouth, feeling its oily juices run … Continue reading Divine Intervention
Sitting outside savouring the cool evening breeze, I listen to my neighbour Mama Ofure, as she rains curses upon the poor creature again. She punctuates her stream of curses with slaps and claps, as her hands seek the mosquitoes that are our ever present tormentors in this compound. Unfortunately, her slaps often miss their targets, … Continue reading In Appreciation of NEPA
Chapter 1 contd… —— Ahigbe’s mother tried to make him see reason. What good was a craft if he could not use it to put food on the table? When he could not get commissions from anyone, or win titles for the honour of his family. The only kind of income it could generate … Continue reading Hinterland 2..
“The cockroach knows how to sing and dance; it is the hen that prevents it from performing its art during the day” Though she would never admit it to anyone else, Ofure knew she was a fool. As she watched the trail it left travelling down his back, she was possessed by an overpowering urge … Continue reading Hinterland – Chapter 1 (Excerpt)
Part 1 They came to me again tonight in my sleep. Crawling all over my body, spindly legs and skeletal frames, determined to burrow into every crevice, to devour me from within. Every night they come like this, every night I wake up screaming, covered in sweat, hands flailing. It doesn’t help that I share … Continue reading NYAMA – The chronicles of a lost mind – I