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Bounty Hunter -TheNakedConvos.com’s The Writer2014 Finalist’s Entry Wk 2

    As the Sun hung askew over Lunageria, bathing it with a warm afternoon glow, a shiny-armored soldier paced the front of the massive gold-plated gate that led into the city, looking up once in a while to make sure that he was covering all the bases. His shadow on the ground reflected the … Continue reading Bounty Hunter -TheNakedConvos.com’s The Writer2014 Finalist’s Entry Wk 2

Uko Bendi Udo – Yeye Dey Smell

The Brigerian Airline flight attendant sprayed into the plane’s overhead luggage compartments as she cat-walked towards me. I turned to Akwete. “Why is she spraying the bags?” “You ask her.” I looked around, hoping to recruit like-minded faces. No dice. I waved at the attendant. “Ma’am, why are you spraying the overhead?” Her smile disappeared. … Continue reading Uko Bendi Udo – Yeye Dey Smell

A Naija, an Akata, and a Mother-In-Law: Class is in Session!

Kim Afia steadied the blue JVC Everio camcorder in her grip, recovering quickly from the dissonance caused by Madame Mmayen Afia’s sudden appearance. Mmayen shoved her regal outfit of lace dress and gele into the camera’s eye, striding into view straight-backed, and head held high, as if she were approaching royalty. In her hands sat … Continue reading A Naija, an Akata, and a Mother-In-Law: Class is in Session!

A Naija, an Akata, and a Mother-in-Law: Tory Don Get K-Leg.

A Naija, an Akata, and a Mother-in-Law: Tory Don Get K-Leg.

  With a mixed accent of Caribbean and British origins, Dr. Brighton peered from behind his saggy glasses and asked, “Why’re you here?” Sunday sniffed at the air, wondering the same thing. He also wondered where the whiff of Jamaican beef patty was coming from. He made a mental note to himself to get one … Continue reading A Naija, an Akata, and a Mother-in-Law: Tory Don Get K-Leg.

A Naija, An Akata, and A Mother-in-Law 4: Who wears the sokoto in this house?

A Naija, An Akata, and A Mother-in-Law 4: Who wears the sokoto in this house?

Kim stopped advancing towards Mmayen, but kept both of her hands on the gun and her eyes on Mmayen. Kim sighed deeply, and then slowly stretched out her left hand to accept Sunday’s cell phone. Sunday stood frozen in place like a figure at the Wax Museum. He held out his hands as if poised … Continue reading A Naija, An Akata, and A Mother-in-Law 4: Who wears the sokoto in this house?

A Naija, an Akata, and a Mother-in-Law 3: Today Na Today!

  “Ouch!” Sunday flung the charred pot away and gripped his right wrist reflexively. The smoking pot slammed against the refrigerator, bounced about aimlessly, and then settled awkwardly at a corner on the checker board ceramic floor of the kitchen.  Sunday fanned his face, in a bid to shoo away the ashy smell of the … Continue reading A Naija, an Akata, and a Mother-in-Law 3: Today Na Today!

A Naija, an Akata, and a Mother-in-Law: Which Side You Dey?

A Naija, an Akata, and a Mother-in-Law: Which Side You Dey?

“Stop her!” “Who is this?” Uncle Ebong’s deep baritone boomed on the other end of the phone line. “Sunday.” Uncle Ebong paused. “Are you all right?” “Is Mmayen there?” “She just left with the car. Is anything wrong?” Sunday depressed the red button on the phone, cutting off the conversation. He leaned against the kitchen … Continue reading A Naija, an Akata, and a Mother-in-Law: Which Side You Dey?

A Naija, an Akata, and a Mother-in-Law: E Don Shele

A Naija, an Akata, and a Mother-in-Law: E Don Shele

The up-and-down movement of the knife in Kim Afia’s grip kept up with Earl Klugh’s  guitar licks as the knife sliced the red carrot into bits. Kim swayed gently to the music, at once dancing with an imaginary partner, and then chopping up the carrot stick without losing a beat. Sunday Afia, wearing a business … Continue reading A Naija, an Akata, and a Mother-in-Law: E Don Shele