You never feel sexy enough for him. You think your thighs are too thick, your arms are too wobbly, your tummy is too flabby, your chin is too fatty and of course there’s the hair. You have hair everywhere - your legs, your back, your arms, your tummy, your face. You’ve had something close to … Continue reading Sexual Attraction…
A creation that was made in perfection. A creation that now lives in tension. He has gone from imperfection to destruction. Destruction that has led to the fission of the, relationship between creator and creation. In perfection it was created. Inside perfection,imperfection existed, because without imperfection, perfection will never be stated. Its existence, exist in … Continue reading The Beast
I glanced over back towards Fabrizio, as I mouthed the word, “Shit!” We hurried with all the speed we could manage, to carry on and get everything we needed. Then, we ran across the room and out the door in complete frenzy, through the crowds of people, passing by obstacles, and even horses, to finally get to the entrance, panting under our breaths, we slid through the white bridge like racing soaps sliding on water, I did not even care about how many people tumbled upon me, and fell onto the floor. I finally made it. “Wait, wait, wait! We’re passengers!” I cried aloud as I reached out my hand towards a man inside the entrance of the ship, hair pulled back with gel, dressed with formal clothing. The door was already closing, but we made it just before. I reached out my hands holding the tickets for the man to take. The man reached out his hand, and took them, then his eyes drifted back to ours coldly. “Have you been through the inspection crew?” He asked. Come on, come on, there is no time! “Of course!” I shouted. “Anyway, we don’t have any lice… we’re Americans, both of us!” I said. I could feel the sweat trickling down my forehead from all the running, as my caramel hair fell over my face. “Right, come aboard.” The man motioned us into the ship, Fabrizio and I jumped in like jumping into heaven- and that was what we were doing, jumping into heaven. We ran across the room, all the rich and fancy people looking up at us, at the sudden movement. Oh, I didn’t care… I didn’t care what they might’ve been thinking, all I cared about was that I was actually here! We raced across the narrow corridor, tumbling over people. “We’re the luckiest sons of bitches in the world, you know that!” I cried out with all the excitement in my voice could afford. Before I knew it, we raced across the ship until reaching the deck, there were so many people, I made a narrow space between the crowd to pull my feet onto the rail white bars and with all my might, I yelled to the crowds of people below us, “Goodbye!” No one was there, watching me, I wasn’t waving to anyone in particular, but heck, I was so god damn happy that, that wasn’t the point. We looked like two complete idiots, but it was pure happiness. The sun was setting, casting an orange lining to every single person here. And there were so many! I just could not believe the joy I was experiencing. I was scared that I might wake up to find myself in my bed as usual. No, but this was reality. It had to be. And you know what, I was waving at Southampton, giving out my dear farewells to England and a hello to United States. A great new start into a new life, there were so many ideas of what to do once I arrived. I was so excited I couldn’t even think! “You know somebody?” Yelled Fabrizio, but I could hardly hear him from all the noise. “Course not, but that not the point!” I yelled in return, casting my eyes on him, until moving them back towards all the people below. “Goodbye! I’ll miss you!” I screamed with all my might. “I will never forget you!” Followed Fabrizio. Our voices were just two more into the voices of 2,200 passengers aboard on the Titanic now. Laughing followed, as I held on tight, swaying my body closer towards the rail to look down. The rail worked well enough to help me avoid falling.
I’d like to have a bruise. A broken nose, some missing teeth. Something to show. Something people can see. I’d like a big scar – right across my face One that makes people gasp and look away. I want something that shows the pain, Something that shows what it feels like Something that makes people … Continue reading Rippers Of Innocence
All you wey get dirti moni make you run go London or New York before he catch you! All you wey tink Government moni na ya pocket moni he go catch you! All you wey get Government position and tink say na ya papa house he go comot you! All of you … Continue reading Di General Don Come Back - Pidgin Prose
gushing from left to right I see it in its redness. Looking away I stagger and saunter into a field in my blindfold. Eyes now open I see me stepping on blood; whose blood I know not. Looking ahead I see a once vast arable land clothed in crimson. I wonder whose it was. Walking … Continue reading Aceldama
The school bell rang, and Evans promptly closed the thick, cream coloured pages of the novel he had been reading—better still, just some selected sentences. Evans had scanned the pages in search of paragraphs marked with red ink. Obviously, someone who had read it before him had taken an extra time to mark those paragraphs—all … Continue reading My First Kiss Episode 1
CHAPTER TWO The Encounter Ivory Hotels as far as Femi was concerned was one of the coolest hotels in Lagos. Probably that was an exaggeration but he could care less. He’d been there for at least three times now and had really started to consider making it his permanent residence as long as the money … Continue reading A Taste On The Side 2
I took off the blindfolds and stared down the terror-stricken eyes of my ill-fated hostages; all six of them. After years of meticulous planning, painstaking surveillance and internet hacking I was able to lure this miserable bunch into a single location and finally prepare to carry out the judgement they all rightfully deserved. As I … Continue reading Five bullets
Every shade © Folakemi Emem-Akpan By the time I pushed our daughter into the world, she’d been fourteen years long overdue. And we’d not expected, hoped to hold an infant again, to watch a baby sleep, to be the ones to ease the cries of a newborn. And I for one had not expected … Continue reading Every shade
A place of tears for many. When you become a resident, It matters not if you are wealthy Whether in gold, money or property. A place of nostalgia for some. memories of friends ugly and handsome In tales, a place where spirits hover Whose bodies death presided over. … Continue reading Graveyards
Remember me when I am gone away, Gone far away into the silent land; When you can no more hold me by the hand, Nor I half turn to go yet turning stay. Remember me when no more day by day You tell me of our future that you plann’d: Only remember me; you understand … Continue reading Remember
Na wetin we fit speak as omo naija What language shall we have as Nigeria? Our local yarning fat with bele Yet being official puts our culture on sale No chao for belle and man still dey on him grind For in here we choose not to stay blind As Omo naija we dey kaku … Continue reading Omo naija wetin be our mama tongue?
Pineapple Estate, Time: 3:56pm Mariam: ( runs to hug her brother) Jady you’re back! Welcome home! Jadison: Thanks, sis. Where is mum and dad? Mariam: She just went for a walk with friends…She had waited too long for you. Dad’s at work, you know that…and…Where are the goodies? Don’t tell me you left Abuja’s … Continue reading Crossed From Cradle (Second Act)
The smell of death The hell below the earth. The fell that is felt. The hope that seems to melt The sight of darkness. The beginning of fear and sadness. They rise not at dusk. At dawn they erect their kiosk. Sinking their fangs, increasing mortality. Their venom, posterity; has not immunity. Turning the incorruptible … Continue reading Vampires