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Betrayals and Funerals – 34

Insomnia had become a close friend of mine since the beginning of the trial so I’d taken to staying up at night poring over my law books. This particular night though, my mind wandered and began asking questions that I’d previously overlooked. First of all, why had Ruby been using a fake name? What had … Continue reading Betrayals and Funerals – 34

Betrayals and Funerals – 33

“Good afternoon ma.” I greeted, with all the politeness I could muster. To my surprise, she opened her arms and stretched them out to me. Her embrace was comforting. “I’m so glad you’re here with him.” She whispered, and I thought I heard sniffling. “I’m afraid. I don’t want my son in prison.” It was … Continue reading Betrayals and Funerals – 33

Dance

Dance

He danced as the crowd cheered him on. He danced the way he’d danced himself into the heart of this fair maiden whom he’d slept with, whom he’d got pregnant, whom he was dancing to marry, for whom he danced in shame, their secret acts laid bare as the village elders took the bride prize … Continue reading Dance

Lydia

Lydia

There she floats, brooding upon the surface of the airwaves, deep, a convincing conveyor of the spirits of the letters of the writs. And… there she gloats, aglow with the pride of a prince’s bride; dark of hide, yet ablush. Aflush with innocence, but… there she bloats at the mid-sec, full of seed and taut … Continue reading Lydia

Cold Haven

Cold Haven

The bridge was quiet, a haven of solitude; flowers – white, red, yellow and purple – clung unto tendrils that hung down from the stone arches which curved over the length of the bridge, arches that had been overgrown with crawling leaves; each leaf swayed in the gentle, yet biting rush of cold wind. He … Continue reading Cold Haven

Copying a Great Writer

I was watching a movie (Midnight in Paris) yesterday when I heard some of the lines below; any aspiring writer should heed them (that’s my opinion, anyway). There was an Ernest Hemingway character in the movie, and all the lines you’ll read – except the last – are his: “It was a good book because … Continue reading Copying a Great Writer

One Nigeria

Tribulation spread the Church. The Holocaust, Israel reborn. The Nigerian blockade pushed the ogbunigwe into my mind – and what fear it struck! I sense your fear of me; you’re Egypt, I am the sons of Jacob; lay more stripes, and, like leavened dough, let our numbers rise; curse us with draught, that rocks may … Continue reading One Nigeria

Betrayals and Funerals – Episode 31

They’d found my fingerprints at the crime scene. Lots of them. They’d also found pictures. Pictures of Ruby and I that gave everyone an insight to what had really transpired between us. Del had advised me not to mention that I’d had a thing with Ruby. She believed it was safe to avoid raising any … Continue reading Betrayals and Funerals – Episode 31

Bigger Thief Than I

Bigger Thief Than I

‘Beauty provokes thieves sooner than gold.’ So let it be famed – wherever I’m named; I’m unashamed – that love provoked a man to steal. When darkness falls and winds blow ill, I’ll steal the chill from your lungs, and clear the wheezing from your breathing, and eat the goose – bumps off your skin, … Continue reading Bigger Thief Than I

Betrayals and Funerals – 30

Betrayals and Funerals – 30

As far as attorneys go; Delia was good. When she met with me, she spoke with a certain mechanical detachment; asking me questions repeatedly as though trying to pick out whatever form of falsehood lay in my words. She wanted to know what my relationship with Eleanor Bright was; she wanted to know what I … Continue reading Betrayals and Funerals – 30