12 O'clock
The year Papa died, I realised God was a mortal man too because I think he died with Papa. Mama wailed, I wept, Chibundu cried, then Mama followed suit the way I had seen flies follow nsi at Papa's small cassava farm.
The Retirement of J.P. Kolawole
It was while I attempted to do the deed that I got shot in the back. Not to say that I was blameworthy for any of the incidences that happened, after all, aren’t we all guilty of some misdemeanour? Such was the tale of the forgotten man with the grossly grizzled face and twisted smile. He was the stuff of every horribly malevolent nightmare…
The Way of Death
Pam couldn’t believe that she had actually gone through with it
You know how when you have a nightmare where you keep falling into infinite darkness. That sinking feeling in your tummy that only intensifies, reverberating pressure until you cant take any more…
