Shadows,shadows! Everywhere is filled with it I can’t even see myself a little bit Darkness everywhere. I search around for my flashlight Patting here and there with my palms, Where am I?I ask myself On a bed or on a couch? This place seems so small and tight Or is it rather too big and … Continue reading The Night
I would like to give two instances of possible events that could happen in anybody’s life (Even You!) and check out the possible reactions to these occurrences by two different sets of people. INSTANCE 1. Imagine you’re driving with a friend and you guys drive into a shopping complex with a huge parking lot. You … Continue reading Who’s To Blame?
“Ah, ah, I am an Ijaw man” he burst out. This was the justification for the chronic womanizing habits of my Uncle Wilmot, he would talk as though it were an irrefutable fact that Ijaw men were incapable of keeping monogamous families, he would swear that having concubines around the country was the hallmark of true Ijaw manhood. Philandering was a … Continue reading A Radio Production
Kids. She cringed at the thought of having more than one as she watched helplessly as her nine year old daughter, Stephanie, stuff heap of food (jollof rice) into her mouth (talk about table manners) while talking about her school in general. To break it down, the games they played, Shade not wanting to play … Continue reading Precious Mistake
Hell. Frozen. Over. Sigh. What could I do when Dunni showed up at my apartment at fifteen minutes to five? I should have anticipated that she would have been this gangster about getting me to go. “Are you ready??” She cried as I opened my door. Ah, hell no. “Hi,” I said weakly, “I have … Continue reading Not Ready To Make Nice (…chapter 5, tart series)
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
They were walking to her house… She wasn’t strikingly beautiful but she was pretty in an understated way. You had to know her to appreciate her. Or at least that was how he figured it. She was about his height which made her a tall-ish specimen and she wasn’t skinny. “Hello Perfection,” thought Okro Skinny … Continue reading Okro’s Spark Part 01
I was awake long before I opened my eyes; I knew I was alone here; I hung my head low, gauging the sounds around me. There was nothing, I let out my breath slowly and tried to move, I was bound tight I knew that already but I tried anyway. My head snapped back and … Continue reading The Master
I am…what I am. I am life…I live. I eat…I breathe. Sometimes…all is not what it seems. But I will…and waver not. I am…a name. Yet…I am more. The man who named me…thought so too…because he had fought…and won. I am….a testament. A legacy left behind…by one who thinks forward…who thinks to live on. I … Continue reading I Am
The funny thing about this story is that i wrote it while chatting with someone. He had a call, I was bored…so i just typed and typed and typed.
By the time i was done, i had written this story, part 1 and 2.
The power of boredom!
Hope you enjoy it!
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
She glanced at the clock for the umpteenth time. It was unlike James. At most, he was 30mins late but it was getting to an hour, well she would spare him another 30mins and if he still doesn’t show up then he can kiss the outing goodbye. Although it would break her heart to have … Continue reading Torn
This question hums in my head always I try to find an answer everywhere I searched … oh I did search if I could find an answer Just to realize that I’ve been searching the wrong places I long for who cares Day in, day out, I search for that one Oh, how much I … Continue reading Who Cares
2 It took a lot of “lobbying” for Asshir to acquire that room among girls. It was at a period when he had almost lost hope of getting accommodation. Being in the midst of girls placed him at fluctuating advantages. It brought him closer and closer into his shy-shell. There was a period when the … Continue reading The love of the masquerader (2)
Kwani Trust invites you to submit short stories of between 3000- 8000 words, that focus on Africa and the experiences of African people, with a particular focus on Africans born after 1978. The theme of the call out is ‘The Africa I Live In’. Published authors will be paid a fee of $100. If you … Continue reading Call for Short Story