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.
My head hurts, I reach out to hold it. Just in case my brain is spilling out. Where am I anyway? I open my eyes and take in my surrounding. Lots of dust and the acrid smell of death and burnt things. A lady, her entire body covered but her eyes was screaming a name. … Continue reading Loop
He looks up at me slowly, taking me in, trapping me in those big brown eyes, then he raises the glass of water i supplied and swallowed. It might be me, but time seemed to slow, I watched as his tongue brushed his lower lip. Don't you want me the way I want you? I … Continue reading True Religion
You are beautiful, my love. So beautiful I can't touch you, for I fear death. To you and mine too. Like Mountain Laurel, your innocent white-almost-pink petals beckon, but I fear the best way to enjoy you is to leave you be, so sickingly sweet is the honey crafted from you. It makes my blood … Continue reading Death by Beauty
For a moment, I really thought about it. This thing called humanity: what makes us the same and what makes us so different. So I decided to put it down. Don't know how it's going to look like. This is unfiltered. Let's strip away nationality, skin tone, hair and eye color,religion and racial disparity, gender … Continue reading The Human
In the icy corners of your room, bathroom door slightly ajar. The razor glints beckons you. Your name whispered by the thin steel into the emptiness that is your soul. Memories of you undressing as I lit myself ablaze; Death came quick as I lay naked on your pyre. The clutches of sorrow and darkness … Continue reading 3rd of December