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chetachi on April 17th, 2011
Picking up my carry-on bag, I marched towards the baggage claim to get my suitcases, sweating profusely; I toyed with the idea of sitting down for a quick minute to regain my strength before proceeding to the baggage claim section but quickly dropped [...]
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ARUKAINO on April 10th, 2011
In five long minutes, I had a glimpse of what it was like to be the chairman of the country’s Independent National Electoral Commission (INEC), as the voice on the other line threw me into a web of confusion.
“My love,” It came out in [...]
Read More EDNA: THE FORGOTTEN CHAPTERS (3)
diamondsblings on April 8th, 2011
It all happened one cold evening; the evening breeze came through the window, lifting the window blinds half way up. The autumn leaves below rustled loudly. I could feel the cold on my skin, there was goose bumps all over. I really wanted [...]
Read More Love awakened
sambright on April 7th, 2011
Alero: Guess what dropped off Frank’s pocket on our way home yesterday?
Sam: Lots of Christian tracts.
Alero: Nop, try again!
Sam: Ally, I don’t have time for unrewarding conversations this evening just tell me what it was; I have to redeem time because the days are evil?
Continue reading Pornography:The silent addiction
Dipo Adesida on April 4th, 2011
I hate weddings.
Not the institution but the ceremonies built around it.
I mean, the first miracle Jesus ever performed was at a wedding…and that should have sent a signal to humanity that no matter how hard people try, something would always go wrong at [...]
Read More You may kiss the Bride… muah
estrella on March 22nd, 2011
Hi, my name is Frank and I’m gay. I know it sounds terribly weird introducing myself this way but I have come to the realization that the more I say it, the better my chances of accepting it.
I have always been gay. In [...]
Read More One of Us
Ld Otakpor on March 12th, 2011
WHEN WE ARE BUTTERFLIES….The soft pattering of an evening autumn shower A soothing prelude to my lover’s entrance whilst waiting, I deign a dip in the memories of still lingering touches And drown when you leave me [...]
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Idoko Ojabo on March 9th, 2011
He was the one who tore me off from the clique of decent girls on campus. He was the one who first touched my secret places. While on campus I was part of a clique of girls that vowed to remain virgins till marriage. [...]
Read More THE SNAKE IN A SUIT
pinkette dawn on February 13th, 2011
If I hadn’t gone out on that fateful Sunday afternoon
If I hadn’t seen you on the road, stranded and asking for directions
If I hadn’t decided to help you find your way
If I hadn’t exchanged numbers with you
If I hadn’t gone into a relationship with you
If I hadn’t agreed to marry you
Continue reading The Face Of Betrayal.
henry c.onyema on February 8th, 2011
BY
HENRY CHUKWUEMEKA ONYEMA
Three years ago, while I was on the staff of an NGO that worked on HIV/AIDS programmes, I attended a Behaviour Change Communication workshop in Awka, Anambra State . It was my first BCC workshop.
During the lunch break [...]
Read More MY HIV LOVE
howyoudey on February 8th, 2011
OKON 2
“Wait!”
The bus rolled to a stop, cutting off the spontaneous religious singing that had engulfed the bus as a result of a successful ministerial trip to the rental units next door.
All eyes turned to gaze at Okon, who now stood [...]
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howyoudey on February 6th, 2011
Naija Tales from Los Angeles is fiction set in the city of Los Angeles, in the state of California, USA. The characters in the stories are members of the resident or transient Nigerian and African communities scattered throughout the city. The second instalment was [...]
Read More Naija Tales from Los Angeles: Open and Close
Diva Divine on February 4th, 2011
Where is the love? The bible defines love as patient, kind, not envious, not proud, amongst others (1 cor 13:1-8). How many relationships apply this definition in reality? Today, most relationships use love as a justification for sex instead of the words lust or [...]
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AnnaBella on February 4th, 2011
There are many men that have passed through my life but none hurt more than the last. He was caring and sensitive; he held my hands and always remembered to ask how my day went. I thought he was a god-send, I thought he [...]
Read More Cries of a Virgin
neo-lite on February 1st, 2011
I find the spot that hurts I soothe her with a smile and a dosage of that elixir: laughter…Though I enjoy this solitude and seeming freedom I possess, I know I would have been better off with that special someone by my side, with my every-woman respecting me and caring for my general well-being. [...]
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