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By Alara Charis The sound of the phone ringing jerked Beatrice back to life, to reality; the few moments of sleep granted her the luxury of living in the figments of her imagination ‘where everything was normal with no such thing to be worried... Read More
By Samuel Oluwatobi Olatunji Click HERE for part 1“Rain, rain, go away…”“Ah… you haven’t abandoned your childhood? Or your childhood hasn’t abandoned you?”“Whatever… I’m just cold and I want this rain to stop…”“Wow.... Read More
By Bolanle Ogunbowale Margaret is a young lady in her late twenties an alumni of the prestigious university of Lagos who always wished to have the best relationship but luck never smiled on her. She always fell into the hands of wrong men which has... Read More
By Damescaucus Elaine was angry; very, very angry. To crown it, the customer care lady was giving her major attitude and she was teetering on the brink of rage eruption. Her ATM card was stuck inside the ATM outside the bank and she had come in to... Read More
By Stela Xega As i saw youMy eyes started to glowMaybe it was loveOr fearOr a fearful love Too youngToo scaredToo passionateToo wrong Why can’t i burnThe idea of youAs i did withEveryone else PassengerStrangerWhy don’t youLeave me... Read More
Click HERE for previous episodes of No Heart Feelings Nandir had an oval face with high cheekbones and a narrow chin. Her doll-like eyes were always accentuated by long eyelashes and thinly plucked eyebrows. A long nose rested above constantly pursed... Read More
By Michael Lee Johnson Out of this poem grows a little desert flower. it is blue sorrow it waits for your return. You escape so you must from me refuge, folded, wrapped in cool spring rain leaves- avoiding July, August heat. South wind hellfire burns... Read More
Here is the 6th Episode of ‘The Poisoned Chalice” written by Kayode Omoolorun Read Previous episodes HERE Hassan drove like a mad man chased by demons hell bent on destroying him. His legs were permanently on the throttle and his hand on... Read More
BREAKTHROUGH IN A RECESSIONIt was 6 o’clock in the morning,”griiiiiiiiiing!!!” my phone rang.“Daddy…daddy, you have a phone call” my little pretty daughter Miriam ran to give me the phone. I knew already it was my secretary Grace.“Sir…... Read More