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Day 2. Writing Prompt: A gift from the past. TRIBUTE TO THE PAST Why does everyone need to ask about your taste in music when...

MR NIGER D
Writing Prompt: Write your own myth to describe what happens to people when they die. MR NIGER D That was the mnemonic we were...

Thoroughfares
I’m dead on my feet. I am not sure what time it is, but it’s certainly Sun o’clock. I’ve always wondered if there’s really a...

The Cruelty of Dream Fairies
I feel the sheets beneath my back as I open my eyes and…stars. Literally. My wallpaper of a starry night. Or ceiling paper? Roof…sheets? Ah...

Have you ever been chased by a Rhinoceros?
I was lying down in my room “jejely” minding my business, listening to another masterpiece by Sia while scrolling through my Twitter feed in search...

N.O.A.H: Not Of Any Hope
The sky darkened with a nefarious resolve, as she howled violently like a wounded vixen hell-bent on vengeance. It seemed a storm drew near, but...

Why are you running?
“Why are you running?” To answer this question, let’s go back a little before an hour ago. There I was, drenched in sweat and plastered...

Untitled
“I can paint houses, cars, pots and pans, clothes, floors, furniture, even people. Just name it, I can paint it”, she said proudly in...

Anna Beatings’ Second Death
Anna couldn’t wait for the plane to hit the tarmac. She hated flying. The plane was finally landing and she was only grateful that throughout...

Where The Answers Lie
The world seemed to move at such a hurried pace. Both young and old walked by busily, taking long strides. Angry drivers honked their horns...

NIGHTS LIKE THIS
It was one night, as always, nights when I surf the internet looking for opportunities locked in somewhere. I wouldn’t say I knew what I...

Minutes of Memories
Minutes of Memories The first thing you know is that you don’t know how to run until you know how to run. ***“Do you plead...

The pain I crave
The hospital shouldn’t have felt as grim and soulless as it did, but it felt that way to me. The warm smiles and comforting faces...

Gathering Up The Pieces
Riding down the slopy road at Missory Avenue, enjoying the rhythm of the wind, the chirping of the early morning birds, this was Kamsi’s favourite...

The Blue-eyed god
They said when he was born, his cries echoed through the small village of Ideka. It was shrill, piercing. They had never heard anything like...

Today’s Tears Are Not The Same
Again, he sits on that solid mahogany chair, staring leeringly at me. The dreaded evenings always take a routine. First, he peers through the sitting...

ASSISTANT HOLY SPIRIT
Koto aye was the first horror movie I ever watched. I can’t remember the details of the movie, but I remember how the movie made...

A TALE WITH NO TAIL.
Now I stager and fail I try even harder but I faint Friends look at me and hate I try to explain, but words drained....

BEFORE DAWN
I’m staring at my reflection in the mirror and can only imagine the amount of girls, women who are like me; struggling and trying to...

I F E
I met Ifeanyi in 2016 at the Kenneth Dike Library, University of Ibadan. It was one of those days when I went to the library...

WA-HER-LA!
A SHORT FICTION Richard sat on the white, high-backed, plastic chair on the veranda, stretching his injured foot forward and making it parallel with the...

WOMEN OF FIRE
1 “Selére, hurry up with that basket you’re weaving. I want you to go and buy me a new calabash.” Her mother called out. “Yes,...

A Ball Bigger Than I Can Catch
“I never thought I would understand the meaning of “feel like entering the ground” nor do I feel like I need to know that it...

Love Is Many Things
Love isn’t just what people like to think it to be. Most say true love is only what a mother feels for the child that...

SĘGILOLA
Oníkálukú jèjé ewúré Ewúré, ewúré Oníkálukú jèjé àgùtàn, Agùtàn bòlòjò Olúrónbí jèjé omo re Omo re...

The Torch
She ran through the bush, fighting with the thorns and sticks that blocked her way. Her whole body was on alert, her eyes had...

He Loves his Cousin
HE LOVES HIS COUSIN. The first time he told you he cheated, it felt like a slap. It hurt to look at his face...

Blast From The Past.
She called me on phone.A voice from my past.“Daniel i need your help”“How now… been a long time, how may i be of service?” I...

The Dream
‘…..as I invite on stage, the Author of the award winning Novel, in person of ….’ his voice trailed off amidst the loud hooooos.I approached...

Yawnsss
I roll to and fro the wall. It’s the 21st day of lockdown but my body can’t just get used to the wake-eat-sleep routine. I...

ỌGBÀNJẸ
How many times have I told you not to come with this mark? Soon they are going to notice it and have you burned and...

Dear Obinna
Dear Obinna When I got your note about your wife expecting,I cried – you know how I get very emotional sometimes. What joy I felt,what...

Delirium
Five years old, that was the age Akum was when we lost our dad and when I was born. Mom never failed to mention to...

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carry yourself to the oceanthe ground has become too harddrown your yesterdays,baptize their sins– Ijeoma Umebinyuo This morning Ugo fucked me on the kitchen counter...

FORTITUDE
FORTITUDEYou sat on a fading lilac-colored cushion chair, opposite of you is an age-old Sharp Television placed on the tattered carpet, you couldn’t even remember...
As She Grows Older
This is a tale of thoughts, of time passed and a time to come, as a child, Mira never felt like she belonged in her...
As She Grows Older
This is a tale of thoughts, of time passed and a time to come, as a child, Mira never felt like she belonged in her...

This particular day
THIS PARTICULAR DAY I wished I could silence this Alarm forever as it disturbed my smooth sleep for the umpteenth time today, this particular day...

The Unnumbered Casualties
Saminu wore a very calm, but suspecting demeanor. He squeezed himself between the table and chair to sit. I stood hurriedly and bent to drag...

Games on the streets
That evening at my street was particularly serene. It wasn’t the usual bustles and blaring horns of okadas, it was the young pigs that...

Stay With Me: A tale of love, loss and things between
Ayomide Adebayo’s debut novel, Stay With Me, tells the story of a couple, Yejide and Akin, who met and fell in love in the university...

BOOK REVIEW: THE MURDER ROOM BY P.D. JAMES
Set on Friday 25 October, Adam Dalgliesh visited the Dupayne Museum, a private museum of the inter-war years owned by Neville Dupayne and dedicated to...

…But she never got to know how I felt.
I wish I could tell her how I felt April 2,2008. So today,I met the most beautiful girl in college. I was fortunate she was...

Home Calls for Me
My heart long for my home sweet home Where the wind of rest abide and the Sun shines mild Home, the cradle of my life...