Oro

It is past midnight and I am reclined on my bamboo bed, but for some reason sleep evades me. This is one of those nights when the Oba has instructed that everyone must be indoors before 12am because the Oro will emerge from the underworld and prowl the streets of our village with its worshippers…

CLOSE SHAVE (600 words Flash Fiction)

As soon as he saw the men, recognition dawned on him. Chief Okonji was being conferred the Ozor title and he was flanked by the DPO and the two bald men he’d seen that bleak morning. The ceremony was big and the entire village had been invited to the Chief’s compound, and so he’d come…

LOSING FAITH (600 words Flash Fiction)

Emeka mouthed ‘The Grace’ along with the rest of the congregation as Pastor Samuel concluded the service from the glossy, tiled pulpit with the colorful red and black backdrop. He opened his eyes to see the pastor beckoning to him. Then he waded through the sea of people that were filing past in their determined…

ADULT KIDS

I’m at Xaburi’s place, awaiting my turn to get a haircut. There’s just one person before me – a short, portly man with a matching round head that looks even queerer with half his head shaved clean by Xaburi’s clipper. I bury my head in the screen of my Nokia 3310 in a bid to…

‘FLASH’ POETRY

The above topics were inspired by my writer friends on instagram: @bodewrites and @inkandlead_writings They were curious to see how other writers would fare on the same topic they’d thought up and explored, and these were my humble submissions.

SABBATH (entry for the Writivism 2016 short story contest)

It’s the seventh day of the week today. Like every other Sunday, this one is somnolent, almost as if the week has grown weak, having reached into its pharmacopoeia to pop one of the soporific pills that is supposed to aid its rest – just as God intended. We have just returned from church and…

Ife by Iyanu Adebiyi

Today,  I, Ifewumi,  am being given as wife to a man who bathes in wealth and affluence,  but unlike most brides, I am filled with so much fear and anger that I can’t but sit still, fondling my bridal beads and pondering my fate. Besides the fact that I am forced to marry the one…

Behind the Scenes of My Great Expectations.

My name is Esther Chukwuladi. I am 6 years old. I am the 5th child in a family of five children. I am chocolate in complexion. I am Nigerian. The name of my mother is aunty Hope, and the name of my… CLICK THE SOURCE TO READ FULL STORY Source: Behind the Scenes of My…

PANGS OF CONSCIENCE (300 WORDS)

She wasn’t just my next door neighbor, or my friend, or the friendly neighbor whom I’d almost dated, she was my best friend’s girlfriend. We hadn’t dated because she saw through me, saw the real me, and instead had opted for Samson, who, unlike us, stayed on campus. The first time she slept in my…

I once scribbled these for a melancholic friend

INTROSPECTIONS Though not my lover, Like the wings of a bird in flight, He makes my heart flutter, And on my bed at night, Thoughts of him assail my bereft, blank heart, Endlessly I wait, eternally he procrastinates, Indecisive, perhaps, is what he feels, So really, I should take to my heels, But I’m uncertain…

NANO FICTION COMPILATION (55 WORDS OR LESS)

  A NEW EXPERIENCE “God, give me a new kind of experience, I’m tired of this mad woman you gave me,” was the prayer Apkan said before he left home for work that morning. God heard his prayers. A recently escaped mad dog lay in wait just outside his compound and the experience would be…

CHAPTER 5

  By the fifth month of Achenyo’s pregnancy, her stomach had distended so much that many people instantly concluded that she would bear, for Papa, a set of twins. Papa was undoubtedly elated at the prospect of having two children simultaneously because there was, in that possibility, the even more propitious possibility that one of…