For some people that still hear the ring, They walk with lethargy sewn into their bones, For those who still feel the need, To fight societal walls, till they quench their inner groans, For some people who still believe, and are climbing craggy hills. The thinness between struggle and desperation is Them. Bunch of Them. … Continue reading Climbing Hills
Old age is sweet. Fresh palmwine would have to stand in line in comparism to the heady ecstacy that old wine gives. That was what Pa.Falokun felt like. Old wine. Stored well, not a jerry-can, but the proper rubber jar, he was ripe in his old age. With experience. And pain. Pain is good for … Continue reading A space in the stars
You should have been there, between the clumps of misery, and contrasting reality. You should have been there, at that threshold that restrained everything. We were certain We’d run Mad. Clothes peeling,Lungs blaring mad. At those Moments when You should have been there. Ever heard Cricket Croo-Crooing in an Uptown town? Mingled with sweat sounds. … Continue reading Old Houses. Peeling Walls.
The sky in all it’s glory and demeaning physique can mean nothing on a day like this. You were tired, the sun was blazing, the clouds have temporarily gone on exile, no hope for rain even though it was june, a blazing hot june that didn’t deter you from digging. It was vital to the … Continue reading Tell me something I haven’t heralded yet.
Boston. “The house is nice” Fikemi literarily choked out the words. She couldn’t comprehend what was wrong with her, had it begun at the airport? Maybe it was during the call, the one that had caught her while she was racking her brain over a complicated dress, hunched over her working table in her stuffy … Continue reading We can always drift – Chapter 1
I intend to do the usual things. A flower from an unguarded garden. I will ex-communicate all my appointed flings. For You- You have shown, my plate, with love and care it’d very laden. I’ll hold the dreams up like, herculen, and wonder what it brings. Am sure, your mind has registered all this, and … Continue reading Cliche
“You girls should please hurry up!. I don’t want us to be late for the thanksgiving oo” Mma’s voice reached past the stairs, and up the straight stairs to Ada’s room where she was rubbing her palms filled with Talcum powder over her smooth, ebony face. “Ayin na bia” We are coming. Ada called back, … Continue reading One Sunday Morning
To Ify, For Being such a crazy person. I have a thing or three to say, it may sound to you the same, but who knows, sometimes I want to stay, I can’t hear what you say. I’m still waiting at the train station, waiting for what shows. Don’t! Stop Venomi-zing me. Hold it, … Continue reading Slow devil, slow.
For Angel. The sun came before the christmas day, a bright let down of rays that lifted the torment of harmattan a bit. Many people left their lip glosses in their pockets and purses, sure that they would not need it for a while. Vasline,petroleum jelly, and Shea butter were all left in their containers. … Continue reading christmas in ilorin
I’ve seen many like you, Tall broad, feline, crafty, stealth, and fine hue. But from a distance, in my hard molded shell. It’s way by me to find emotions, and tell. I’ve seen many like you, You have it all, money, fame, beauty, it’s all true. Oh but never in proximity, I’ve wondered what’s my … Continue reading You Like Me?
Subo was still reminiscing about the friday night, and the epicenter of it all :Tina. When a knock came on his door. Shortly after that his secetary Betty came in, two files cradled on her arms, she dropped the files gingerly , with too much precision on the table. “Sir between Hotel Enchanting, and Cabin … Continue reading Romance Could Be Hilarious-3
The nightclub was alive. The kind of ‘Lagos friday night alive’, if not for his sure and guiding arms , wound round her, Tina was sure she would have bumped hard, into one of the many dancers on the dance floor. A slim girl with long multi – coloured braids, reaching down to her slim … Continue reading Romance Could Be Hilarious- 2.
When the people began to tow in, Dragging their feets like reluctant waves, Across a red – pink sea. Then they began to offer butter for your stale bread, Sugar for your sour tea, And milk for your starched throat. The birds didn’t chirp, nor tweet, they only sang, Unlike them, a sombre song. … Continue reading Sombre Song
When You left Ilorin, the heavens wept. Sending down it’s tears that got slanted sideways by the wind as it fell. The bus that rattled you to your destination was old, very old. It told from the grumbling engine, the gurgling tyres, as it ate up the uneven road, the leather on the seat you … Continue reading Exodus
She felt his cold hands on her bare arm, she was sure he could see the smooth outline of her back from the transparent nightgown she’d worn to bed. She knew when he came back, he’d been speaking lowly, no doubt into his phone, the maids had all gone home so it was just the … Continue reading Egu re Gu (play)