The moment you lay eyes on Morrison, something tells you that he is not the simple fellow your parents say he is. It is an unusually quiet Sunday afternoon in Akulu. Occasionally, animal noises shatter Read More
Dec 202012
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Oct 082012
You awake to the very first ring. Through a dreamy glare, you can see your Nokia doing the dizzy dance of vibration on the reading table. The twinkling fluorescent illumination of the ringing phone is Read More
Sep 222012
We walk as three to the neighbouring village. Every three months. Me. Mama. Papa. In that order. Papa always takes the rear, walking at a little distance behind us, as if he does not want Read More
Sep 142012
Mother. She rises up behind the computer and stretches. It is 4pm, time to go home. She has had a long day, typing sheaf after sheaf of paper dumped on her desk by her boss Read More
Sep 122012
You watch her get up from the slab. She ambles towards one of the metal chairs and lowers her lean frame into it. Her face is a mask of pain and she cannot put her Read More
Jul 022012
“Well, he doesn’t want anything…” She scowls, showing me his picture on the Blackberry. Dark, handsome. He has fake jewellery on his neck, and ear. They are seated at a local bar, at a round table Read More
Jun 262012
Saint My eyes, rather than voice, reach her across the din. Pretty thing. Over and above the bottle of liquor she engages in intermittent bouts of French kiss, we connect. Big eyeballs hold me Read More
Jun 192012
In the morning… Let not dark death glory yet In the taking of our kin We shall be made celestial bodies We shall hold their hands and cry for joy In the morning our saints Read More
Jun 142012
The moon at noon… 6pm. Thunder crashes loudly in the distance. “Temi, have I ever told you how beautiful you are?” They sit together on a sofa in the living room. There is a respectable Read More