Jerry sat in the darkness behind the lit-up stage and surveyed the audience. It was mostly made up of young boys and girls. Just the right age, he thought, letting his thoughts drift. The coordinator of the programme was standing in the stage’s limelight, microphone in hand, trying to get the evening’s show afoot; the … Continue reading The Evening Programme
Her earrings glistened silver in the moonlight, though they were made of a mixture of silver and gold; she was beautiful and her eyes gleamed with intelligence. She was dressed in a knee length scarlet red dress that belied her calm looks. She entered the club carrying a black clutch purse and stiletto heels. All … Continue reading The dark house
I remember clearly the first time I saw Mopelola, or should I say met, or . . . discovered? I don’t know but all I know is that that was the first time I laid eyes on Mopelola. As the third daughter of a struggling overworked mother who had five other daughters and a father … Continue reading Mopelola
“How dare you?” the words were punctuated with a stunning blow to the side of her head. In a move made perfect by years of repetition, Ebere dropped to the floor and curled up tight, her hands moving up to protect her head. She knew from past experience that any mark on her face would … Continue reading His Excellency
When she thinks she has forgotten, she remembers from the start, again. It keeps happening in widening gyres, and she thinks it would never end. Her memory is not sealed off; it has not disappeared with her change of name. It remains inside her, and she cannot forget. Her name is now Atna, it was … Continue reading Some More Demons (1)
He peered into the sachet through the lacerated edge. Sucking at it vigorously, he drained the last drop. The 35cl sachet of water did nothing for him. His throat was parched as the Sahara. He had walked all day, yet nothing. He looked down at his dust covered shoes and shook his head. I’m poor, … Continue reading The SAN…- Part 1
Pseudo! Hmmf…What is pseudo? Is it something false? You know, a falsification of something that shouldn’t be or that is and shouldn’t be exposed to the public or a thing created by a people to differentiate propriety from some sort of madness.So we have pseudonym, pseudo-government, pseudo-military, pseudo-parents, pseudo-child, pseudo-wife, pseudo-husband, pseudo-mistress, pseudo-Christian, nominal-Christian, pseudo-Believer, … Continue reading Pseudo!
‘Why did the gods see it fit to make me pregnant and give me false hope if the babies they see it fit to give me all come and die without seeing the end of the four market days’, Ekemma said. She sat upon a huge bed made out of bamboo sticks with her feet … Continue reading The gods’ of fate
It is with great sadness that I pick my pen and allow my memory relay this story of overwhelming abyss of pain. The night was of unthinkable blackness in every sense of the word and I was sound asleep without a care in the world. The time was about one ‘0’ clock. The doors were … Continue reading Panti Is Worse Than Hell!
I was a barman in one of the renowned clubs in Victoria Island. Serving drinks to men and women and smiling to please them, even when I shouldn’t, was my duty. I was a Youngman of nineteen, broad-shouldered, tall, with an afro that was always perfectly groomed. People said I looked dashing. I always tried … Continue reading I Ran For My Dear Ass!
Rose woke up to the sound of the shrill alarm. She groaned, asking herself for the umpteenth time why she didn’t simply replace the blasted alarm clock with one that wasn’t made to startle the dead. She reached over and turned it off without even opening her eyes. She didn’t need to; she knew exactly … Continue reading Widowed
She tossed and turned as the night dragged on. Her sleeping wrapper at the foot of the bed, in a heap. What made her sleep flee was nothing but his soft and sincere words that threatened to make her lose all sense of judgment. She sat up and looked around the dormitory; all was quiet, … Continue reading Bits & Pieces, almost puppy love.
…But got something else. Looking at your severely cracked full-length mirror situated adjacent your iroko-strong but old door of your equally severely tattered one-room apartment, standing as naked as your shattered soul, made you reflect upon your life. Two days ago, you came back from a failed job interview. The day before that, you were … Continue reading You wanted meaningless sex…
…All the way home, Boye felt like asking his mother what the deal with the Bibilaris was but he decided against it. He would not be in a hurry. She would definitely bring it up in good time and he would be ready for her then. Right now, a damsel was waiting for him in … Continue reading Against All Odds (2)
My dear independent country is fifty. In its golden jubilee, this is the time to clink glasses and wear smiles for the photograph. I expected a large carnival with sequined kaftans and vivid display of our cultural heritage. I needed to be overfed with stories of green technology, flawless power supply, countless modular refineries, rapid … Continue reading My First Night