Yara’s mornings often began with a glance in the mirror and a silent tally of what she lacked. At the office, there was Layla, her makeup...
“Do humans get a happily ever after?” “What?” I asked, confused. “Why do humans have to die?” she asked again. I turned sideways to Amarachi. We...
The silence that surrounded us every day started because ten times we tried to have children; ten times we failed.
...if I had not brought him home from the hospital in a coffin instead of a cot.
“I know you are a liquidator, and you are here to kill me.”
Nsidibe Uduakobong Ndum is getting married. Akpan mentioned it last month while we were at the polo club and it has never left me since. Akpan...
I woke up to wet window nets, wet bed sheets and sprinkles of rain on the floor beside my bed. Overnight, it rained. But I was...
...how do you do such a thing to someone who makes you feel?
There is a buzzing behind my temples. I can almost hear it, like the sound of a mosquito hovering around, making its presence known but remaining...
“Come by the house at 5:30. Be prompt!” You read the text for the umpteenth time and roll your eyes before letting out a heavy sigh....
Mother said your anger would kill you. She had seen it before, she said. Her short-tempered uncle – the one you bore an uncanny resemblance to...
Uncle Buba was tall, taller than Father who was said to be a good 6’4. He had to bend his lean frame each time he passed...
The hoarse voice of Madam Titi as she called the attention of one of her trainees could be heard from a distance. She was the major...
This hate I feel hovers around me like a dark shadow, it drains my energy, sucks my blood dry, and makes my heart weak. Does she...
Lovers’ tiff or lovers’ quarrel, just as petty as it is sweet, ends with a reconciliation for souls within. But that was not what I had...
It has been 3 weeks and 2 days since mom died, 3 weeks since my outburst in the church, and forever since this ache in my...
The first time I met Aunty Toun, her eyes held stories deep seated and untold while her lips, although pressed tight, looked ready to spill them....
They say a woman’s place is in the kitchen of a man – her father, but preferably her husband’s. The perfect quality, they say, is the...
“Say something.” This was the third time he had prodded me for a word this evening. I could say anything but I knew he didn’t want...
Every time I board a commercial vehicle, there is always this still small voice that comes whispering, “Timi, preach the gospel,” and when I try to...
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