Lagos, whew! I once told people I could never stay in Lagos. I had good reason to say so. I was bred and buttered in Ilorin, one of the most peaceful, coolest and sometimes boringest cities in Nigeria. In Ilorin, u pick taxis, if the driver refuses to reverse to where you are standing, you … Continue reading Lord JJC: My first week In Lagos
Simon whispered funny words of encouragement to his love whilst Ayo looked on in admiration,and Patricia in indignation. The elderly woman spoke lengthily after she instructed the maids to clear the dining table. “Simon,you’re my beloved grandson. There’s no way I would ever want you to fall into a ditch. People like Princess Ireti are … Continue reading Orunmila’s Letter-Episode 26-Courtship 2
Yesterday, as my coach pulled away from the station, The man who sat by me scribbled in his notepad: ‘Tragedy is a long distance runner That we sprint away from.’ And I wondered if he was an omniprescient life form, Camouflaged in an old man’s body - Because I had just dashed into that bus … Continue reading Running Away
In pieces shall you live until you make right your wrong. It was 3.00am when I yelled up from sleep. The ghost of my late fiancée had been hunting and haunting me and I lay nearly every passing night, with one eye wide open, restlessly waiting only for the dawn to break. The day I … Continue reading The Ghost of Annabelle: Episode One
ShortSharpShot.com in association with Naija Stories, The Green Heritage and Visual Eyez Multimedia, proudly presents an online contest in commemoration of the 54th Independence Day of Nigeria. This contest aims to help Nigerians better appreciate their collective cultural wealth through the power of exceptional storytelling. THE CONTEST Adamu. Emeka. Funmi. We engage everyday with … Continue reading The ‘Minority’ Story Independence Flash Fiction Contest
I can’t help but feel this way Think about you on this special day You’re alive and doing so much better On a day like today, I miss you Ella Words can’t explain how you make me feel And your priceless heart I hope to steal With love, care and devotion With words, playful acts … Continue reading Ella
Forgiveness, I was torn within, I didn’t know if I should forgive Ladidi or not, what she did was unimaginable, what I also did was unfair, how can a human being do that to another let alone a wife to her husband, its no consolation that she suffered through it all, it was no consolation … Continue reading flames of vengeance :20 (finale)
My world, my life My step, my ways My ways of strife What gives me gays Is variant and not simpatico With my friends’ co I lit my light candle In my crawling cradle By the name Sunday Which implies the holy day Of bliss and peace To fix all shreds and pieces … Continue reading My Introspection
“Your what?” My sister stopped the car and looked back at me. “Cynthia…” “Look Victor, that girl has caused you enough pain. I don’t think there is a need in going back there to see her… to open up old wounds.” “But these wounds have not healed Ester. Don’t you see? Everything I try to … Continue reading Till Lies Do Us Part: Part 13
They remained entangled as their mouths worked tenderly and passionately. Her mouth went down his neck and her hands raked through his hair. His hands rested in the back pockets of her fitted trousers,and he nibbled on her tiny nose. “When did you start wearing glasses?Its not recommended is it?” “No..but it fits me doesn’t … Continue reading Orunmila’s Letter-Episode. 25-Courtship
The girl in the green batik dress Would stand every evening at the yard To watch the yellow smoky train rumble by And wave at its distracted passengers. The dress was faded and had a white lace fringing And she’d put a red hibiscus flower on its chest But she wasn’t as beautiful as the … Continue reading Trainspotting
Ok… now this was just crazy! I’d been sitting here for the past two hours listening to this dude complain about all the women in his life scaling from his mother to his female cousin, down to his niece and then there were the girlfriends…ex girlfriends he had corrected. For heaven’s sake, I hadn’t even … Continue reading A Date Gone Wrong
Mama calls me from the kitchen, her voice shaky, fear wrapped its arms around her words, “Junior, come help me here, it’s almost time”. As I came out of my room where I had be staring at my PV ceilings, thinking of my life, I walked reluctantly to the kitchen. Mamas hands were trembling, she … Continue reading Never Again
“Dominic, what are you doing?” Uncle Jimmy was on top of his voice. “Sorry sir, I’m only…I don’t know?” I said, shuddering in fear. “What are you saying? You don’t know what..ooh, I forgot you even got zero in your test.” “Yes sir. I don’t know but…” “But what? Come here; let me see what … Continue reading The Scrawling Kid
Before the Eid, the days become cloudier; and like the schoolchildren, the sun takes long breaks. Rain pours on in those days, the kind of rain my mother used to call the lazy rain. Streaks of it dribble slowly down for long hours, and form large rivulets on unpaved red-dust roads. The sound that accompanies … Continue reading Hope is a thing with feathers