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My Name is Woman, Hear Me Roar
by Dawn Wilson. She drove up to her gate tired and in a real hurry to just get in and lie down. Work had been a harrowing affair with clients screaming their requests which she hurried and struggled to fulfil with her boss on one side, breathing down... Read More
Blog Festival | CONFESSION | by Esomnofu Ebelenna
Father, I cannot see your face, but I know you can see me. You see all your penitents’ sinful faces. My transgression is one of the worst in this village. Oh Father, you’ll certainly recoil if you hear this filthy sin I committed when I was... Read More
Blog Festival | Fiddlin’ Around in an Orchestrated War | by R Soos
Poems sent home to his wife by a young man who enlisted in the US Army after 9/11+in warthere is a call for strengthwith simple commands of reasonkill or be killed commandsfrom men who take afternoonnaps in air conditionedoffices while the... Read More
No Heart Feelings – 14
Click HERE for previous episodes. There was no sign of Jimi’s car when she arrived at the house. Having been delayed at the airport because all the morning flights were booked, she got into Lagos in the afternoon. Jimi’s gateman was happy to see... Read More
THE EX FACTOR – 2
Click here for part 1 “Mmmm… mmm… mmmm” The hell sent sound kept on piercing the quietness of my bedroom, right through my sleep. It was like it got louder the more I tried to turn deaf ears and pretend I wasn’t hearing anything. But what I... Read More
DECANTER OF MEMORIES – 11
Click here for previous episodes of Decanter of MemoriesI was still wearing the cloth I wore the previous day, I had not brushed or bathed and I felt filthy. I stopped running and it dawned on me that I had lost my way. Anger is such a disease, I... Read More
Broken Valentine
#5DaysToVals Contest Entry – Submitted by Ojo Blessing He was standing behind me. Some distance apart. His hands dropped sideways. Mine across my chest. The tiny voice of my heart kept calling and beckoning me to make-up with him. I insisted at... Read More
Decanter Of Memories – 2
Click here for previous episode of Decanter of memories Dubem’s room had a back door and I had a spare key, I checked my purse for the spare key. I got in successfully and took the lap top. I stood to take a look at the room before I left. I... Read More
The Teacher – Finale
click here for all episodes of the teacher 8:13pm; Thur. Tari picked up the phone after a slight hesitation. “Hey, man” Dan’s voice came over the line. “How’s it going?” Tari asked. “Good, good. How’s work going?” “On it. Wassap?”... Read More