It seemed like forever as I began to fall off the ship, feeling the joint weight of Grace and Diana drag me. I could hear the splashes that preceded me and the frantic beating of my heart in my chest, so I took a deep breath. I kept my eyes closed as I hurtled towards … Continue reading Sirens Descent
My head throbbed and I groaned, blinking rapidly to adjust to the light. Daytime, I've been out for so long. My thoughts immediately went to Grace and Diana, I forced my eyes open and squinted around for them, Grace was beside me, her eyes raised to the heavens. Diana too was awake, staring blinding in … Continue reading The Sirens Wail
It was stormy outside, the dark blue waves slammed repeatedly against the hull of the ship and we rocked with it like faithful lovers. I got up and waved the tiny vial of smelling salts under my nose, fighting off the saltiness flooding my mouth and the nauseous simmering in my belly. I looked over … Continue reading Sirens
She was out there, beautiful as ever. The sun reflected off her short silky hair, and glowed off her dark smooth skin. I bent my head and wiped the counter because no one wants to see a boy smiling creepily at a girl standing 10 meters away through a glass window. What is she even … Continue reading For ‘Quayya
The road was bumpy, the bus dipping in and out of its potholes. the driver, whose skin resembled the night sky, kept flashing him looks through the mirror as though he was insane. He stared straight out of the window and ignored the flashing screen of his smartphone. It would be Keira, He thought, he … Continue reading For ‘Mitan
As I edged the red truck out the driveway, I noticed that Sally, our Dalmatian, was chasing after me. So I put the car in neutral, and opened the door for her. I also noticed the dark clouds that quietly shuffled across the sky towards where I planned to go. Sally watched me warily, like … Continue reading Cotton Candy Skies
Time, in truth, is like a playful child; there is no turning back on the road destined for man. In the course of my life, I have learned that I am nothing, a leaf blown by the wind, yet nothing is more important than myself. Every time I dwell on this I become confused … Continue reading The Rose Garden of My Mind
I took a little trip to Lagos, you see, I've been here for about a month and while I'm not conversant with the place, I'm also not a newbie to it. I have been staying with family, relishing the dishes my sister (She's a chef) doles out, Drowning myself in the multi-coloured cocktails my other … Continue reading Lagos: A Hustlers Heaven
Lanre Ayomije had always been a queer sort of child. The kind that would stare with interest at a twisted limb, just imagining how the bones lay beneath the surface. The kind of child that grew beyond his age because of his interests. I knew he was a bit odd when he was 6, he … Continue reading Tea, Anyone?
"So nice to meet you. Doctor Hertford. I'd love to have a visit but I'm dreadfully afraid of offices. How about lunch at my place?" I took her hand and shook it "Of course, your address is on this card, yes?" "Yes it is" she smiled and stalked off. I stared at her fine ass … Continue reading 3: 00am on a Monday in May.