I’m seated on the soft rug on the floor, between his legs. His fingers are dancing like a puppeteer’s fingers over my tangled, curly mop. With...
Obi and Chike knew this long-winded talk by Obi’s father was just not for him to hear himself talk. It pretty much meant to say that...
My name is Sheila, I’m 25 years old. This is my boyfriend. His name is Rob; he’s 60 years old. He has been in Nigeria for...
When I returned to Lagos, Kafiyah, who knew how stressed I was over the wedding, insisted that we needed a movie night. On our way to...
The wheels of the chair squeaked as he was pushed along the corridors of the hospital. Everything about his appearance had been well thought out. The...
His palms are sweaty. His eyebrows are too thick. He says my name wrong. He’s too short, I’m taller than him in my highest heels. I...
Their chaotic thoughts and exaggerated heartbeats were the only things louder than the echo from their feet slapping the coarse ground. It was well past midnight...
Christmas to me is family. It’s the time to sit around with loved ones, catch up on what’s new in our lives, show each other love....
For the past 3 years, December 23rd had been Christmas Day. We opened our carefully wrapped presents from under their tree and cooked a big dinner....
I could hear my parents whispering to themselves agitatedly as they snuck glances at me. I ignored them. They always spoke about me. Always whispered. Then...
“Wait here,” she said in a fierce whisper. “Don’t touch anything, and don’t come out!” I nodded, unable to say any words, a little confused at...
Rubukka Barracks. June 7, 1998 Eddy believed he had died and gone to heaven, but he also knew it was the honeyed scent of the child-woman...
“Biyi hasn’t worked for that long?” Dayo’s voice drips with resentment. “For real?” “He’s been trying,” I say in feeble attempt to defend my husband. “You...
Niran and I met a year ago during one of those Nigerian Job forums in England. It was an exhibition featuring some of the best employers...
I have always loved music. There is something about it that touches us in ways we cannot explain and in places we cannot describe. I think that...
The first thing she did was pull up her bra straps and pushing her breasts further into the confines and making the holster more effective. Then...
The moment he stepped into room 101 and saw Jennifer Lennox sitting behind the polished mahogany table, Wale Ademola knew he was a dead man....
I screamed silently as I pinched the roll of fat on my tummy. I was sure I’d gone up a dress size in the past week....
To Do or Not To Do The thought swirls round my head as I stare at my reflection in the bathroom mirror. I hear the voices...
I have been told that when you meet that one person who is meant to be your partner for life, you would just know. Everyone else...
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