A few days ago while routinely checking the news, I came across a report on the death of budding actor , Lee Thompson. The cause of the death was suicide- he had apparently shot himself in the head. I was overcome with sadness at the tragedy, he seemed like an immensely promising young man and… Continue reading Lee Thompson’s suicide linked to “practicing Yorùbá”.
Yesterday, wearing a brand new pair of Italian leather shoes and the elegant skirt suit I purchased along with them, I walked into my editor’s office to submit my piece on The Bamilayos’. I will tell you what happened two weeks earlier. As I stepped into the colonial-like mansion of Chief and Chief Mrs. Bamilayo,… Continue reading Damage Control.
On the day they brought in Kekere and Tobi it was raining heavily with loud thunder claps. The rain was heavier than usual – and the thunder claps louder than normal. I don’t like when it rains and I especially hate it when there is thunder. You see, I’m afraid of the thunder – it’s… Continue reading They liked pink too. (Short Story)
They said they’d inform the selected applicants by Friday. It was Friday, 11:59 pm. I checked my email a hundred times. With each click of the ‘refresh’ button, a new wave of hope meandered through my whole body, like a river flowing into branches of different streams. And when I saw that there was no… Continue reading The cycle of rejection (flash fiction)
She imagined kissing him. At night, she’d place her lips on her pillow, twisting them and tugging on the pillow like she’d seen them do in movies. Then she’d wipe her lips with the back of her hand, disgusted at herself, but still wondering what it will feel like having his lips against hers. His… Continue reading In everybody’s eyes. (flash fiction)
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