We always thought he was a beast. I mean a savage beast like a Saber tooth tiger. His name was… I feel fear cramps in my abdomen. I’m scared- scared to even say his name. I regarded him as devil’s vicegerent, because only one could behave the way... Read More
The Teacher – 11
For previous episodes click here 10:03am; Tues. Tari put his phone away. It was refreshing to be out on the field again, working on a client’s site. His mind was however in a turmoil. He had just left a 3rd message on his brother’s phone saying who... Read More
The Colour Of Rememberance
In the first dream, she was floating along Old Street, across waving grasses and the loud silence of the still night, beneath the dead gazes of countless stars, and she felt, outside herself, a burgeoning hope, as if there was a quick nearness to her... Read More
MY POET FRIEND
MY POET FRIEND by Folarin DurodolaEncomiums for the great writerHis beautiful ink paints the picture brighterWhen he writes I can’t do betterRespect I shall have for him forever His secrets I can’t detectNo matter how much I reflectHis grace... Read More
For Want Of A Child – 9
Click here for previous episodes “When was the last time any of you saw a rainbow?” It was a Sunday evening, roughly two weeks after Fola and Stella’s fight. Frank and Priye were cradling glasses of whisky on the balcony of Priye’s uncle’s... Read More
DILA – Dangerously In Love Again
The series – A dangerous love affair ended last Saturday and I am sure you enjoyed the story as much as I did. A big shout out to Daniel Ndukwu for penning all that. More ink to your pen or rather, more power to your PC…LOL If you missed that,... Read More
Abako (pidgin series) – 3
Previous episodes —> Abako 1, Abako 2 If u think say na only book dem dey go read for Abako Community School, naim be say u join for d problem wey dey Abako. Na two sessions naim dey Abako Community School. The morning session na for children... Read More
Just Us
(JUST US by Haruna Nuhu)Sweets, if you let me, I’ll be the reason you shineIts a secret, I want the world to know that you’re mineOn a serious note, communications could be betterSo am inclined to a telepathy, instead of a love letterThey... Read More
The Day I Saw That Thing Called Period
I am a girl child. I was born in the city, grew up as a ‘butty’ girl, didn’t go outside to play with the street kids, played with dolls, watched cartoons, went to great schools, ate oats, sandwiches, coffee for breakfast, took... Read More