You knew this guy very well; long before he had that hairstyle that made him look like a dinosaur. He must have been inspired by Phyno’s...
AT FIRST, MONI BADMUS thought she needed to get her forty-year-old eyes checked because surely her vision was failing her. Either that or she was hallucinating....
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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...
“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...
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...
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...
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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...
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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...
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 hope have...
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