By Babatomiwa Seriki Click HERE for ‘Dawn Behind a Red Door episode 1“ The elevator door opened and I followed the direction Sandra gave to me earlier; last room down the aisle. I waited few seconds while standing behind the closed door... Read More
No Heart Feelings – 1
Her smile was blinding… But maybe it was the morning sun in his face. He blinked to adjust his eyesight away from the brightness and back into the beautiful gap-toothed smile that was before him. She who had the blinding smile laughed at his dilemma... Read More
The Poisoned Chalice – 1
Hey Elsians! So we started a new series on the blog yesterday, written by Ogechi Nwobia, titled – Rumor Has It. If you missed it then click HERE to catch up. The Poisoned Chalice is another series. The idea was conceived by Olumide Lawrence of... Read More
NO NAME TAGS
BY STELA XEGA Not everything has a name tag.everybody feels something walking down a street they’venever been on.I remember when I thought I knew everything.and now on many days I wake upI do not want to be Wonder Womandidn’t ask for a cape of... Read More
TERNARIES
by SANJEEV SETHI (1) In a sixty word email I was addressed thrice. I shared 18 emails with another. Not once was I named. Favors were being sought in the first. (2) At a stag party he is disoriented as he meets himself. (3) Show me an obese... Read More
RUMOR HAS IT – 1
You have no right to be here Bobby silenced the voice in his head and slowly raised the curtain. He was already here, nothing could change that. There was a small pool of bathroom slippers just outside the entrance, different sizes and colours. There... Read More
TWOS AND THREES
BY SANJEEV SETHI (1) If everyone were a nurse there would be no grume. (2) When you love excessively, you imagine everyone is in love with them. (3) Like an apothecary inquiring: How are you? (4) Lashings of asperity prod to... Read More
Concrete Horror
By Sunil Sharma Rain drops sliding offthe telephone linespower cablesdish antennaebig crystals dropping fromgrey skies of the Asian spacethe cluttered skylinemost of the year—invisible. The pigeons and sparrowshiding from the... Read More
Dawn Behind a Red Door – 1
By Babatomiwa Seriki I woke up to a breakup text message from my girlfriend turned ex overnight, telling me how much my writing sucks and how little of a man I am in the real sense and in bed. A part of the several lines read: “I only did you a... Read More