Category: Fiction

What you have has a name.  You are sure if you entered a bus from your house at Ajah and stopped at the general hospital at Obalenede, if you let the doctors there run their tests and flip through their big books, they’d find a…

There was this man in our street. He was a regular face and I would always greet him whenever I passed him. He had a sad look on his face every time I saw him. He was about sixty and he always looked unkempt. I…

The reverend walked up to the front door and gave a steady knock. he adjusted his collar and made sure he appeared as prim and as solemn as he could. He would be on his best so he could snag another family flock into his congregation.  Smiling to himself, he thought of how his ’skills’ had been garnering more fame around town.  These people were simple-minded, and any small disturbance was seen as a demonic possession to them. It didn’t hurt that they brought the cases to him, and he could fire up the congregation into tricking them that they were indeed demonic possessions.
Well, not trick per se. 

A bang tore down the wooden door. Ọlá’s heart thudded faster, her hands clutching her chest. The other prisoners scurried to safety in the languorous shadows slithering down the thick walls. The footsteps reverberated in the distance, then it was thumping right in Ọlá’s heart.…

“Where’s the weirdest place you’ve spent Christmas and new year?” Ejiro asked. No one really paid any attention to the hymn resonating out of the rusty radio. Burning wood crackling in the fire, steaming up with smoke and the smell of roasted meat hung loosely…

In the Age of Reading nothing mattered more than the perusing of words. This was an age when people where enthralled by written words. This was an age when words on a page drew people in with a formidable force. And these people read avidly,…

Shebi I said it that we didn’t have to go down that cave, and yet stupid me agreed with Jide that we truly needed some adventure in our lives. This is why Nigerians don’t do all these hiking trips; there’s too much ‘otherness’ going on…

“I’m sorry Dan…” Deborah said. She rose to her feet from the king-sized bed and began to move in his direction, dragging along the flowing white designer gown she wore. “Please, don’t do this to me, I’m begging you.” Daniel backed away, shifting his gaze…

You are happy.  There’s serenity in your soul, temperance like a cool breeze on a sweltering day. There’s no anguish in your heart.  No pain, no sorrow in your life. You are really, truly happy. Everything is as good as it can be. Everything’s pristine. Everything’s…