African Literature and Lifestyle in One Pot
Read Sandhurst #1 here #2 – In the Depth The gods would no sooner make you lame Just so they have what is yours and lay claim. – Mama Idiegwu “Wow. Who knew the labyrinth would be so big!?” the bird exclaimed, perched on her…
Read Break #3 here Gunshots are much louder than they sound on television. So much more. And somehow, they seem less painful. Or is that just the shock of getting shot working on me? I look down, my ears ringing so much I’m surprised…
Read Break #2 here I move aimlessly, going through corners and walking long routes. All this time, my mind doesn’t seem to function. So many thoughts running through it I don’t even know where to begin. I don’t think I can even begin. What am…
He was walking down the un-tarred road of Ishieke, this boy with a neat afro cut and chalk-white shorts. If there was someone walking along the street at that time, perhaps a teenager, said teenager would see him; this boy on chalk-white shorts and ripped…
#1 – On the Surface How do you tell the dead they are no longer alive? How do you plead with the beast that the mother denied? – From the tales of noon It was hot. But not scalding hot. Just hot enough to bring…
Read Break #1 here I won’t lie, the food was really good. And it’s helped me calm down too. The situation is still dire, but at least I have a better handle on my thinking. I sit down and think. There has to be…
“I don’t think this can work between us anymore…” I never thought that these would be the last words I’d ever speak. I always imagined my last words would be something along the lines of ‘Always show love and kindness to people’ or ‘Make your…
Bach’s Cello Suite No. 1 in G Major blared out from the surround sound speakers of the quaint, comfortable living space. The home, barring a few discarded items here and there, was tidy and pristine. Up in the art room, he worked tirelessly at…
I’d always loved toy dogs. Ever since I was a little girl, I always wanted one. But dad would hear nothing of it. Mum hated dogs and that was it. I mean, what harm could they do? They were just tiny creatures needing love and they also kept company. …
I gasp heavily for breath as I open my eyes. They slowly focus, and what I see is a little strange. Quite a quaint room; bare walls, simple door, a window with the blinds down, and a was-white-but-now-kinda-grey ceiling I think. My ears are ringing loudly. Or…
