Cluck, cluck, cluck...Asari moved across the sitting room, taking in its lacklustre condition. Her polished nude stiletto managed a glow in the ...
I’ve heard them talk about each other: I’ve heard her talk about him when he was not around; and have heard him talk about her when she was not ...
Lightly, curved powder-blue fingernails tapped rhythmically on worn wood. Its state contrasted with the chaos of the airport’s departure ...
When the whole thing started, when the whole matter began to unfold, how the hell were you excepted to know how it would end? You are not God ...
"In da morin, early in da morin, in da morin, I will rise and praise da Lord..." They clapped along, tenor and bass, warming their vocal chords. ...
The Contract is a series on BN Prose. Read the earlier parts of The Contract here: Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4 *** The silence in the car ...
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I wondered how I would survive since it was Tamuno’s money I was depending on to repay Mr Theodore. I was too ashamed to ask for an extension. ...
“Wake up. I’m coming home today” A voice traveled to where Nkoyo was grappling with the wind to keep her candle light from being blown out. It ...
The first time my father's patience was put to test was when fulani herdsmen raided our village. They had hitherto come often with their cattle ...
The year Mama Nkoli met Mama Bene, it was 1997, upstairs in the Tejuosho mall, Yaba. She had missed her way from the children clothes section, ...
If all the other signs of the last days are not convincing enough for me, the fact that Bolaji would come between us after two decades of ...
The Contract is a series on BN Prose. Read the earlier parts of The Contract here: Part 1, Part 2, Part 3 *** “Damn you, Chief!” Victor ...
There is a saying in Yoruba: “Omo mi ku san ju omo mi nu lo” – {My child is dead is more bearable than my child is lost} These words haunted me ...
I’ve always had a thing for romantic stories. Maybe it’s because I’ve got two divorced parents who haven’t found love yet. Loneliness and false ...
This is a continuation of the BN Prose series: A Faith of tWiSts. {Click here to read Part I } and {click here to read Part II} *** “Wh—what is ...
Part One Picking up the scraps on the streets of New York City It was hot and humid on another busy day in New York City. People, the young ...
The Contract is a series on BN Prose. Read the first two parts of The Contract HERE & HERE *** Victor pulled his shirt over his head and ...
The water that gushed out of the shower handle diluted her tears, attenuated it, as if it had the right. The stupid liquid, splattering off her ...
My madam is not necessarily the easiest person to work for. She has her moments and can be outright crazy. I have come to understand her and her ...
Mum always said I would suffer from a nervous breakdown. She was right about that one. She was right about a lot of things. “You won't kill ...