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When it was 4am I stood up from my bed. I went to mom’s room to talk to her but she was still asleep so I went back to my room, I prayed and tried to sleep back. Around 6am, I went to check on mom. She was awake; I greeted her... Read More
Now that gone you aremy days are lengthy and colderand my nights are buried in tons of thoughts,as distant images of you resurfaces.To myself I rewrite the good of your absenceas a reminder to my common sensethat I shall be free of thoughts which ruin... Read More
Click here for previous episodes “Your phone is ringing Frank,” the man to his left said. He shook himself awake. Sure enough, the phone was singing its signature tune; not loud enough to disrupt the going-on but loud enough so the people... Read More
Click here for all episodes of Abako For close to a year, Abako don dey peaceful. E don finally return to that peaceful place wey everybody dey jolly. Light no come dey again as e dey shine anyhow during election period. No politician dey carry share... Read More
Her eyes,were as white as a silky satin not worn beforeor as the clear untainted clouds.Her pointed nose as a pencil tipand her little lips were partly whitedue to the harmattan,and when she smiled,her dimples glowed-though the one on the right was... Read More
Click here for previous episodes It was a quarter past twelve; according to the clock against the wall above the bed. Frank could hear what the old man was saying, but he wasn’t listening. His gaze; all of his attention was on the figure lying on the... Read More
Click here for previous episodes of Abako E no really take time for police to find out where Timo dey hide. Na one hotel for outside town. Na there him dey hide e head and police don get better info about am. DPO warn all him policemen say make dem no... Read More
Click here for previous episodes “I go like kill pessin sha o.” Frank sighed and rested his head against the wall, moving gently so as not to jostle Igo who was asleep across his thighs. He was tired; his eyes and arms were heavy but every time he... Read More
Jenny pushed up her reading glasses and rubbed her eyes. The noise from outside had swelled to deafening proportions and she knew reading in Agric, at least for her was over for today. It was the faculty’s campfire night, and the DJ outside had... Read More