After a while they were done. I was in all sorts of pain, I wasn’t sure if it was one, two or even five of them. All I knew was that my clothes were ripped and my thighs sticky with what I latter found out to be a mix of blood and semen. Nima found … Continue reading My New Husband Part 2
I was woken from my day-dream by the drooping head of the heavily breasted lady by my side. Turning and using my shoulder instinctively i nudged her off me. Sorry, she said in a sleep laced voice, saliva dripping from the sides of her mouth. My response to her was the best snobbish Lagos girl … Continue reading My new Husband Part1
My choices were straightforward, the blue pills to terminate this seed of love or the stack of bags which I had never truly unpacked in the corner of the room. Many say products of broken homes make bad spouses. Optimists like my mum, insist that this is not always true, and that they have a … Continue reading Loves, Choices and Decisions
I saw her as I had 5 years ago, vulnerable, fragile and beautiful as she sat in the corner shivering. She looked drained, hair ruffled, teeth clattering, trying her best to roll into a ball. At that moment she looked like one of the chicks my parents once reared, trying to crawl back into its … Continue reading Closed
The tall dark browed doctor stepped out of the room with his brows looking even darker in disgust. Only my five year old Mide remained in the room fiddling with my phone. Friends and family had finally stopped coming two beatings ago. Mide my little hero and saviour, who could not take it anymore had … Continue reading Tomorrow
I had waited all morning for her, parked in front of the gates with the other suitors expecting her arrival. We had been told to expect her at any time the day before and so we had departed the cool comforts of our beds, mats and other resting places, long before the sun set just … Continue reading Waiting for Lady PMS
I woke up long before the alarm went off at 5 am in a sweat as I had done for the last twenty eight days. I sprung off the bed and proceeded to strike off the date on the wall calendar as I had done for the previous 27 days. Almost there, I thought as … Continue reading 30 day window