I open my eyes slowly and sit up in bed. The rays of the sun are already streaming into the thatched hut. It is...
My eyes are heavy. I try to open them but they snap shut immediately, pushed back to sleep by an invisible hand
She had let her family down. Her siblings had looked up to her. What would they think of her? She stayed back in the room they shared with Fervent during the semester break and told her parents that she needed to finish up some school work.
I must have been asleep for a thousand and one years because of the clamour for food that seemed to be the concert every nerve in my body was singing in, was horrifying.
1. The nineteen year old turns the thought over and over. He will go to work. No, he won’t. At this, he clutches his stomach, folds his knees...
The boxes in the house were so huge, we had done a lot of unboxing and still, we had a lot more to do....
“At least you’re eating now,” Tunde says with a smile. He sits on the living room carpet with his legs crossed, a small bowl of eba and egusi soup in his hand.
It all began that night. Yes, that night would not be forgotten so easily. The croaking of frogs, fluttering wings of fruit bats, the cawing of owls that rested on the Ukwa tree every night.
A dead body. Buried in the woods. Covered up by dry leaves and twigs. The smell of fresh morning dew mixed with dust filled the air.
The milky cream of the ceiling seemed to be out of focus no matter how much I attempted to concentrate.
In Mesembe’s house, Saturdays were for cooking Afang soup. Both of his wives would go to the market, early—each with the goal of getting there before the other—just to buy the best ingredients
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Morounke, when you get this letter, you will shed your tears of affection reading it, you will once again be plagued with memories of me, you will wish I had not gone away.
Despite the advice of her father, laughter was not his first course of action the day they discovered she was pregnant. She, the bride-to-be, got pregnant months before wedding.
“I’m going into the shadows.” With that, the big black man’s motor bike shot forward with powerful speed and disappeared into the city of Ikeja.