I believe that in this life we live, there must be closes and lanes and roads and streets that are paved for us or we must pave in order to actually exist. There is the Kindergarten close, the primary school avenue, the junior and senior secondary school lanes and the campus way. Some choose not … Continue reading The Nysc Road
Senile roosters! Was it so long ago that Ani wept for the rusty haired, swollen bellied toddlers locked in kwashiorkor’s lethal embrace, how did they forget so soon?
She is a woman. Biologically, socially and psychologically woman. Properly beragged. Makes her part and parcel of the half-pyramid of black-brown neglectables on which she sleeps and wakes and sleeps. An expired citizen. She cannot go back to The Village because of the man she owns. They did not like his tribe. They did not … Continue reading The Light, Brightened And Dimmed
“Those good for nothing niggers”, the President blurted out his last words. “Oh my God, the President has been shot!”, the young beautiful reporter screamed, unable to grasp the reality of the President’s dead body right before her. “Who could have done such horrible thing?” she thought to herself. Within seconds, an ambulance had arrived … Continue reading Good for Something!
Fear is nothing I was five when my grand-mother taught me about courage. It was quiet in the village. Everyone was asleep. The stars were shining above the hut. After mama told me stories about our forefathers, I fell into a deep seep. A lion entered the hut. He showed me his crows. I could … Continue reading Fear is Nothing
Once upon a time, in the hidden realm of immortals, there was a spirit called Layif. He was fair and handsome in ways unknown to words, there was no being to be found who did not look to him with admiration and respect. Layif was also secretly loved by an angel, Dayath. Dayath had long … Continue reading The Secret of stars
A wild flower was born in the cemetery, of all places she was born amongst the dead. Sired to forever brighten the days and nights of the un-living. As a toddler, her eyes spoke of journeys to lands unknown but “home is home”; Mama said, sternly. “Home is home”, Papa nodded in agreement. She dreamt … Continue reading Of Flowers That Dare To Dream
It was night when Mama Aba asked me to join her in her hut. The moon was shinning. I felt sleepy but agreed to her invitation. On her wooden mat, there was laid coral beads and white asho. She was preparing for her trip to the other side! She laid her aged but firm fingers … Continue reading Travel To The Other Side
I am now convinced that I am going to die single. Growing up, I had been tutored to have high demands when it came to women. I was encouraged not to ‘settle’. So, as early as JSS3, I had made up my list of requirements. Whoever would be my main squeeze had to have the … Continue reading Me and My Women
Someone nudged me and I turned to look, keeping my hand firmly in my pocket, determined not to lose my wallet while being jostled around in the after-work crush at the bus stop. “The lady in that car’s calling you,” the man standing beside me pointed. My gaze followed his finger to the blue Golf … Continue reading Idiot
I am a photographer. I take pictures solely of people. There was a time I took a snapshot of a beautiful lady during a wedding reception. When I stepped out of my dark room with the picture ready, I noticed something. There was an invisible outline of a rope round her neck which extended upwards. … Continue reading Strange Pictures
There I was, in black-and-black-and-black, on the roof of my apartment building (which was about three feet higher than the one on the small supermarket store), with the most sophisticated hi-tech binoculars in the world (which can only pick up skeletal movements). I was busy watching them, on the store’s wide wild roof, an ecstatic … Continue reading The Watcher
His name is Dogg. He was christened Dogg. At the tender age of eight, he was the sweetheart and heartbreaker of almost half the girls in his school. He would “take care” of them and in turn, they would give him sweets and chewing-gum and money. But now, he is a fully-grown man of twenty-five, … Continue reading A Dogg Is A Dog
She was just been openly jilted by her boyfriend. After their dinner, he told her that he had fallen in love with someone else, a more beautiful lady than herself. They had been inside a restaurant and in front of everyone, she threw a glass of water at him and walked out of the restaurant. … Continue reading The Last Dance
She was a girl of the city. Her parents died five years after birth. Her birth was almost still. She had no mother, no father, nobody. It was a beach unknown for its naturally magical powers. It was not believed that it was once an exposed mass grave for millions of corpses turned into carrions … Continue reading A Girl Of The Water