
Stuck in this prison.. I long for the time when I will be through with serving this sentence of mine.. 5years of imprisonment with hard labour, that was what the judge pronounced and then he [...]

Stuck in this prison.. I long for the time when I will be through with serving this sentence of mine.. 5years of imprisonment with hard labour, that was what the judge pronounced and then he [...]

Abbie finished hanging her washed laundry and began pegging them. From the corner of her eye she could make out a figure peeping eavesdropping from the opposite building. She knew it must be Jay. She [...]
One of my most anticipated movies of 2011 was My Week With Marilyn. The idea of a young man having a wonderful (romantic et shagful) week with one of the greatest superstars of all time… [...]

He plugged his ears with earphones attached to an Mp3, boarded a bus headed towards Iyana Oba, on the outskirts of Lagos and alighted at a bus stop hinted on the paper. He looked around [...]

Jay scratched his crotch and sniffed as he held up a pair of old binoculars and peered through them. He was standing at the window of his two-roomed apartment which consisted of a bedroom and [...]
In this government Mr A will be in charge of education Mr B will be in charge of agriculture Mr C will be in charge of health Mr D will be in charge of transportation [...]

Two women came to King Solomon to have an argument settled. “Please my lord” one of them began, “this woman and I live in the same house. Due to the removal of fuel subsidy, and [...]
If you want to get the word out, you can telegraph, telephone or tell-a-woman… SUGHUR-SHA-TER-AÔNDO-KWA-HEMBA-U-GA Sughur-sha-ter-aôndo-kwa-hemba-u-ga Screams my name Fully knit without the apostrophe Cutting the impact of a lot It was [...]

Listen! Or read, or whatever But by God, Just observe As I bare my mind Do take it the wrong way I always prefer that. I seethe from the sham The cacophony and insolence Of [...]
The sojourn of life Long forlon like the playgroup kite Flown at will to and fro in sites Rough and stocked, yet painful spites. Joy and mourning Our irrevocable cross.., yet lost in this journey. [...]

My alarm buzzes-ring!!! Out of my cosy bed, I jump Into the frigid tub, I slump I pull the shower handle, Shoved both paste and brush into my mouth And bubbles mix with cool menthol [...]

I finally made it into Lagos after three years of absence, and it was a mixture of euphoria and apprehension. The country has improved somehow, I could tell by the almost scornful stare of the [...]
(As Published on TIG Panorama Magazine of June 2010) You wake up and it’s late in the morning It’s ten o’clock but you’re still yawning Your mates are already off to work But for [...]
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