EXPECTATIONS ON A LOVERS NIGHT Is it you I have been waiting for Or should I check next door? They told me you were five-feet four but I see a short frame or is my sight dull? I want to believe I am not in for a fall but why do I see this sun … Continue reading Expectations Of A Stargazer On A Lovers Night
It was 5:30am in the morning, somewhere on the outskirts of ibadan. The crickets blares are had faded as the leaves absorbed cold dew of the twilight, cocks could be heard quite loud as they crow to their keepers attention for grains. Modupe would’ve been awake if power hadn’t been disrupted earlier the previous day … Continue reading The Other Side Of Love
Note: I apologize for the late submission of the Sandy series especially for those of us who have been following. Sometimes life tends to get in the way of writing. I bring you the last episode in this young man’s journey with Sandy. The cigarette smoke wafted in the air around us, thick and … Continue reading Sandy-The Escape
“I’m like the moistened clay merged with grains of dust and sand” It was a Tuesday night and there was a loud bang on my door. Frankly, I thought the Oloshes had finally located my house and had come to rob me of my 1993 television on the shelf and the little change I had … Continue reading Keepers Of Options
Shame-stripped © Folakemi Emem Akpan June 2015 You fell into your present profession by mistake, and in the beginning, your stomach would coil and roil and recoil with shame and disgust and trepidation and fear. But two years doing the same job, earning more than enough to keep body and soul together and a … Continue reading Shame-stripped
I have beards.”It comes with age”,so they say but I am only a teenager. This year will make me 16years old but I look like am 23, sometimes I like it but other times I hate it. I like it when ‘big bros’ in my street will bully other boys my age but won’t come … Continue reading Respect The Beard
I glanced over back towards Fabrizio, as I mouthed the word, “Shit!” We hurried with all the speed we could manage, to carry on and get everything we needed. Then, we ran across the room and out the door in complete frenzy, through the crowds of people, passing by obstacles, and even horses, to finally get to the entrance, panting under our breaths, we slid through the white bridge like racing soaps sliding on water, I did not even care about how many people tumbled upon me, and fell onto the floor. I finally made it. “Wait, wait, wait! We’re passengers!” I cried aloud as I reached out my hand towards a man inside the entrance of the ship, hair pulled back with gel, dressed with formal clothing. The door was already closing, but we made it just before. I reached out my hands holding the tickets for the man to take. The man reached out his hand, and took them, then his eyes drifted back to ours coldly. “Have you been through the inspection crew?” He asked. Come on, come on, there is no time! “Of course!” I shouted. “Anyway, we don’t have any lice… we’re Americans, both of us!” I said. I could feel the sweat trickling down my forehead from all the running, as my caramel hair fell over my face. “Right, come aboard.” The man motioned us into the ship, Fabrizio and I jumped in like jumping into heaven– and that was what we were doing, jumping into heaven. We ran across the room, all the rich and fancy people looking up at us, at the sudden movement. Oh, I didn’t care… I didn’t care what they might’ve been thinking, all I cared about was that I was actually here! We raced across the narrow corridor, tumbling over people. “We’re the luckiest sons of bitches in the world, you know that!” I cried out with all the excitement in my voice could afford. Before I knew it, we raced across the ship until reaching the deck, there were so many people, I made a narrow space between the crowd to pull my feet onto the rail white bars and with all my might, I yelled to the crowds of people below us, “Goodbye!” No one was there, watching me, I wasn’t waving to anyone in particular, but heck, I was so god damn happy that, that wasn’t the point. We looked like two complete idiots, but it was pure happiness. The sun was setting, casting an orange lining to every single person here. And there were so many! I just could not believe the joy I was experiencing. I was scared that I might wake up to find myself in my bed as usual. No, but this was reality. It had to be. And you know what, I was waving at Southampton, giving out my dear farewells to England and a hello to United States. A great new start into a new life, there were so many ideas of what to do once I arrived. I was so excited I couldn’t even think! “You know somebody?” Yelled Fabrizio, but I could hardly hear him from all the noise. “Course not, but that not the point!” I yelled in return, casting my eyes on him, until moving them back towards all the people below. “Goodbye! I’ll miss you!” I screamed with all my might. “I will never forget you!” Followed Fabrizio. Our voices were just two more into the voices of 2,200 passengers aboard on the Titanic now. Laughing followed, as I held on tight, swaying my body closer towards the rail to look down. The rail worked well enough to help me avoid falling.
I’d like to have a bruise. A broken nose, some missing teeth. Something to show. Something people can see. I’d like a big scar – right across my face One that makes people gasp and look away. I want something that shows the pain, Something that shows what it feels like Something that makes people … Continue reading Rippers Of Innocence
The school bell rang, and Evans promptly closed the thick, cream coloured pages of the novel he had been reading—better still, just some selected sentences. Evans had scanned the pages in search of paragraphs marked with red ink. Obviously, someone who had read it before him had taken an extra time to mark those paragraphs—all … Continue reading My First Kiss Episode 1
CHAPTER TWO The Encounter Ivory Hotels as far as Femi was concerned was one of the coolest hotels in Lagos. Probably that was an exaggeration but he could care less. He’d been there for at least three times now and had really started to consider making it his permanent residence as long as the money … Continue reading A Taste On The Side 2
I took off the blindfolds and stared down the terror-stricken eyes of my ill-fated hostages; all six of them. After years of meticulous planning, painstaking surveillance and internet hacking I was able to lure this miserable bunch into a single location and finally prepare to carry out the judgement they all rightfully deserved. As I … Continue reading Five bullets
Pineapple Estate, Time: 3:56pm Mariam: ( runs to hug her brother) Jady you’re back! Welcome home! Jadison: Thanks, sis. Where is mum and dad? Mariam: She just went for a walk with friends…She had waited too long for you. Dad’s at work, you know that…and…Where are the goodies? Don’t tell me you left Abuja’s … Continue reading Crossed From Cradle (Second Act)
My eyes moved from the people below, to the sky, and back down to the sea beneath us. As I continued to yell nonsense into the air. I could feel the ship finally start moving, the loud horn of the Titanic soared throughout the air around us. And my heart sank into a pool of happiness. I was really here, my dreams had come true. A poor, unimportant boy in a luxurious ship of dreams. And it truly was, a ship of dreams. From a simple game of cards, I bet on the tickets… And god was by my side, we won! I am one lucky bastard! *** I clutched onto my heavy bag, as I paced across the narrow corridor, mumbling under my breath, “Three-sixteen, three-sixteen…” Where is that goddamn room? I kept my eyes on the shiny white walls as I kept on walking. Until finally, I stopped walking, and stood in front of the door with the numbers printed on it: 316. I placed my hand on the door knob, as I opened the door. I stepped in, into a room with already two people in it. Without thinking, I said, “Hey, how are you all doing, I’m Jack,” I let out my hand for the man to take, the one sitting on the bed, the man only stared at it. I walked on, towards the other man. “I’m Jack Dawson,” I told him. He shook my hand, as I mumbled the words, “How are you doing,” I dumped my bags onto the ground as I looked up at Fabrizio, already on the top bunk bed. “Hey… who says you get top bunk!” I laughed, he laughed in return as I playfully punched him. I ducked my head under the top bed, as I sat down on the lower one. “Where’s Sven?” Asked the man to his other friend. I laughed quietly to myself. So there I was, finally catching my dream. And this time, I wouldn’t let it slip out from my grasp.
You are always told ‘don’t give up’ But you should Before it buries your head Deep into deep. ‘you can make it’ But you can’t You should run And never come back ‘you are strong’ You aren’t You have broken down A million times with a smile on your face You have woken up with … Continue reading Dip ‘Pression
I walk into the shop. I see eyes piercing deep into my marrow. I take a sit. I beckon on an attendant. She frowns. She comes any way but lakadaisically and stands hand akimbo. I scowl. I say I want to a new hairdo. She smirks and walks away. I stare into the mirror, looking … Continue reading The Salon