One even strongly swore an oath To give us a whale or an elephant If we’d vote him and also loath The other party’s government The other party promised us a ship That we’re on crossroad to choose Have we been able to rear sheep? Not to talk of beasts on the loose We only … Continue reading …because You Need my Vote
Charlie stood resting his back on the mango tree’s bark. He looked frazzled, he looked drained, he was exhausted. He could no longer bear the heat, the smile of the sun was so tormentous! It seemed like the earth had been thrown into hell and its elements were now cooking in the fire, or roasting … Continue reading Delilah’s Laps
GP came under the guise of a waste management company who’d come to rid us of our faeces. Of course we had local companies who could do this and in fact, did the job pretty well. Most people were amused and some asked questions but they just dismissed it after a while; if the Americans … Continue reading We Shit Gold
When the sun’s set to shine When the birds are Out of their nest When all you’ve wished Is to become the best There’s always a hand That never changes. When all is down and low When nothing is moving fast But going slow When everything up Is down and below There’s always a heart … Continue reading I’ll Be There For U
CRUSHES It’s been two months and I had already made a couple of friends, 3 actually their names were Abies, Adaora and Ngozi. They were ok but all they ever seemed to talk about was babie and Hannah Montana I wasn’t much of a talker so I just listened. Infact, I was pretty sure they … Continue reading Benny: Crushes
Two days later, Thursday, Time: 10:34am. Students’ cafe. Phone conversation. Mrs Obiora: That’s my daughter. You will always make me proud. I hope you have learnt your lesson though! Gabriella : Certainly! I am so glad, mum. Dad called me early this morning. He’s so happy. Mrs Obiora: Indeed we all … Continue reading A Ride
All in a day’s work © Folakemi Emem-Akpan “You don’t seem to realize this story has a deadline.” My editor barked at me and for a moment, I wanted to disappear like smoke. I didn’t do that. Instead, I stared him boldly in the eye and told him what I knew he knew but … Continue reading All in a day’s work
Helplessly we clung to the voices of hope Because that was all we were left with. Dilapidated houses; a place we once called home. The sands were dry with shattered bones underneath. Our animals were gone; we wondered what next to eat. Resorting to humans gone; I often saw it brought to heat. A … Continue reading Death Of A Future’s Past
There she stood, waiting by the bus stop, when i saw her; wearing a flowered, pink jumpsuit with a collar made of jean. The jumpsuit cut off at her knees, revealing a pair of full, light-skinned legs ending gold sandals buckled at the ankles. She stood, arms crossed underneath her busts, watching other passers-by, mostly … Continue reading By the Bus Stop
Yesterday, as I waddled smartly down the road I usually went for long walks every evening, I couldn’t help but over hear a woman like me look my way in disdain and voice out the word ‘fat woman’. She was tall and skinny and stood on top of very high heels. Me Fat ? Since … Continue reading Fat Woman…
It was just six pm, and everyone is seated silently in the sitting room, the fan spinning in slow motion, the annoying sound of the bad generator could be heard by the whole neighbours, its fumes is enough to make a chemical weapon, all the doors and windows facing the corridor where the generator is … Continue reading Bad Dad
I stabbed the elevator buttons a few more times and glanced at my watch again. Why is it taking forever? I began pacing in front of the elevator. A thousand thoughts racing through my mind. What if it was too late? What if she had already done it? Would the maid have found him by … Continue reading Elevator
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With great enthusiasm, we gallivant, perhaps, not entirely aimlessly, but directed by the pleasure we gain from it. We are new to the environment after all. We meet people, new people; fellows out of which great friends are eventually made. Sons and daughters of men destined to touch our lives one way or another; and … Continue reading Memoirs of an Introverted College Student
The language of kindness © Folakemi Emem-Akpan The glass plate slipped from his hands, impacting the ground with a sharp sound that seemed to drag the breath out of Luke. He stood at the sink, frozen in place, his eight year old face a mask of terror. His hands trembled slightly and he stared … Continue reading The language of kindness