As Anita’s car disappeared into the distance Austin hurriedly retraced his steps back to his apartment. Tucking her pink nylon panty into his back pocket he shouldered open his unlocked door and paced into his flat. Dipping his hand into his rucksack lying beside his study desk he fetched his car keys and hastily made … Continue reading Prima Facie 3
Like the crack and hatch of a new chick So tender and innocent Like the new bloom so early in the morning Pure and beautiful Last night took with it the ills of yesterday Like a basket it holds no grudge or fault The awakening droplets keep it still fresh as blank as a slate … Continue reading A Tender Heart
He’d been trying to reach her since the very onset of the plot but the loud nature of their jubilation over her imminent fall kept her conveniently distracted, thus she shook off his every warning and nudging as though He were the bothersome distraction. The others mocked Him and had a wonderful time while at … Continue reading Heads You Lose; Hearts You Win. (Part 4 – Finale)
Forgiveness, I was torn within, I didn’t know if I should forgive Ladidi or not, what she did was unimaginable, what I also did was unfair, how can a human being do that to another let alone a wife to her husband, its no consolation that she suffered through it all, it was no consolation … Continue reading flames of vengeance :20 (finale)
My reflection was not what I saw when I looked in the mirror, I saw a broken woman, a woman who had lost everything. My sister Mina fussed over my veil. ‘These pins sef.’ She said bending over to pick the pins that fell. ‘Mina just drape it, it’s not like this is my first … Continue reading Flames of vengeance: 19
There’s no heading to put to this, No nifty phrase to catch the eye. I’m not trying to be eloquent or intellectual, Mixing up metaphors and figures of speech Like ingredients blended to bake pie. No. That’s not why I’m here nor is it what I plan to do. What I’m here to … Continue reading Yet, I love you more…
It’s been an amazing year and if we take our time to take a slow drive through how the year has unfolded, we would reflect on the memories made; the good, bad and ugly ones. We would or reflect on the friends we lost and the new ones we met, the heartbreaks and the new … Continue reading 2014: No More Drama
Chinwe loved people and was equally loved. Her dark skin, delicate features, bright eyes and keen intelligence made her a composite of beauty. Her modest fifteen-year old world was picture perfect until that night when the news came that her father had been killed by a hit-and-run driver. It was barely two weeks to her … Continue reading The Runner
Kiss me, you must, We are standing under the mistletoe; Take me, with each thrust, Racing to the peak- with curled toes. Dance with me, I insist, Take my hands and sway, It’s our music, it’s distinct Let nothing stand in the way. It is not good to dwell in the past, Like … Continue reading Verses for Hubby
I have always had a craving for you, Not unlike that of my lungs for air And it fermented within me, that craving Till i got wholly drunk in it – Drunk on you! You should know something about drunk people, How as the alcohol flows the tongue unrolls, But this intoxication stifled my tongue … Continue reading Love, Forgiven
I was lying sprawled on the floor of my small dark shop. My brown face etched screaming forever with melted lips. An empty bottle of Fanta was lying close to my right hand. The police that arrived at the spot was horrified at the scent of burning flesh and burning carpet. The Policeman took … Continue reading ”Interview with the dead Madam.”
Love is when two souls live in one body. I remember my very good friend- Joe- mentioned the above words to me. We were at The Table of Men that night savoring our friendship. He told me the quote was from Aristotle. I remember telling him that, “Aristotle is a delusional dreamer like him for … Continue reading You And I
I need my father. I finally acknowledge the fact. I had needed him since I went bankrupt, and found out that I had no friend, only parasites, latching on till I was sucked dry before moving on to their next victim. I need him now that i had become dry, withered and wilted, tossed by … Continue reading The Homecoming
Tarila folded the last bit of clothing she had lying around into the half empty (or half full depending on which side of the pessimist-optimist spectrum you could be found) Louis Vuitton suitcase. It was a red dress by Yves Saint Laurent. She stared into the suitcase and at the dress for a brief moment … Continue reading A Retelling Of ‘Hosea’
We sat in the back row, you and me, listening. Your right hand clasped firmly over my left to still the trembles. Tears streamed down my face as I cried openly. You pleaded with me that morning to come along. I told you I was scared and funerals were not for children to attend. You … Continue reading Please Say Goodbye