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Click HERE for previous episodes. Daybreak appeared and found him wide awake. His eyes were heavy from lack of sleep but that didn’t bother him. A stabbing conscience did. It was the reason why he was still awake and why he probably would not find... Read More
Click HERE for previous episodes. “I have found the paradox, that if you love until it hurts, there can be no more hurt, only more love.” Mother Theresa couldn’t possibly be wrong. No way! I sat at the back of the cab remembering how... Read More
Click HERE for previous episodes of Rumor Has It. Kachi drove Teni’s car back to her house and she had a change of clothes. They had eaten breakfast back at the hotel so he waited for her to get a few things together before leaving. He observed the... Read More
by Benedict Miles Ezeani Trapped in my own desiresfist clenched in pains of pleasuretempted by my feeble eyesmy skin yearns for the warmth of ecstasymy soul plunged in absolute darknessmy thoughts are hidden under a blooming frightmy heart lost, my... Read More
1.) Without youWithout you my mind is at uneaseWithout you life’s transition tend to ceaseWithout you my weakness are prone to manipulationWithout you my sanity is restless, always livingThe soul to this model of bones and fleshResides in the... Read More
My name is Ola Komolafe. My fears are constantly increasing like the temperature of a pot of water on a stove. Pangs of hunger grips my stomach, and I can feel my intestines whither because of inactivity. I am already used to the darkness, the extreme... Read More
I have no regret, no grinder of remorse, nor memory of the dental chair.I have no feeler of sins lost in sand dust with golden teeth, diamond over lay of lies.Do not dance, play checkers, between the lines of memory-black/white.I am a sinner wild with... Read More
Tina slowly looked up from her laptop and then leapt out of her seat as she caught a glance of the silver and white wall clock on the opposite wall. She knew she had a habit of losing track of time so the clock was the first and only piece of décor... Read More
We all sat with the urge to runfrom a house in-between two conflicting townsa man sat with the body of his daughterfloating like a voice drowning in space, before me,he had a bowl full of blood in his palms.You know how it is to have seen a waryour... Read More