Should his life have ended any sooner than it did, Sule was convinced he would have been a happier ghost. Something about all the screaming and forlorn expressions and that wheezing sound he now realised had been his breathing had carried on with him into the afterlife. Too much time was spent realising he was … Continue reading Before Sule Went to Heaven
Around 11 P.M yesterday, on my way back home from *****, my mind drifted to my grandmother. I remembered all of the things I should have when she died and in the backseat of a taxi - in all of the quiet and discomfort - I cried all of the tears I should have cried … Continue reading Fleeting: The Translucent Ghosts of Memories Past.
Prologue There’s drumming and dancing as the Kankurang makes his way through the town. He holds a cutlass in each hand, occasionally drawing them against each other and then across the floor. His body is a consistent vibration, the hairs on his costume bob with every step. The drum beats increase in tempo and he … Continue reading FAN FICTION: THE REVENGE ON KANTANKA (ALIAS, THE KANKURANG OF VIOLENCE)
Fivusu was startled awake by the howling of wolves. He shot up from the make-shift bed he had made out of palm fronds and looked about him, but his eyes registered little in the darkness. His bonfire was all about dead; only a fading trail of smoke curled its way up from the ashes, stretching … Continue reading FIVISUHUNUNYAME: West African Folk-Fiction
He picked up his spectacles from on top the dresser and placing it firmly on his nose, turned to her. She drew the cigarette away from her lips, whistling a plume of smoke in his direction. Satisfaction played around the smirk on her lips. “And what are you so excited about?” She tongued the cigar … Continue reading As God does Punish.
For Shika. Fuseinu rolls over on his mat and puffs out the single candle illuminating the tiny security outpost, his home. He turns to face his lover - a tiny shadow next to him, and plants a warm kiss on her forehead. “Tell me about your day” Today I spat in the evening meal. It … Continue reading Throat to Chest
Do you not draw inspiration from the gut? Sprawled out in a mess of your own entrails; finger-painting Life, with blood. Atipoe clapped his hands together and sat down at the edge of the steep cliff. His eyes took in the vision of forest around him. The dark clouds overhead cast a malignant spell over … Continue reading Esum Kabii: A Preternatural Story
Morning. The white Ford bus came to a gradual halt, tyres mildly sinking into the soft foliage surrounding the cabin. Its engine hummed a silent vibration, doing little to disturb the serenity of the coming sunrise. Sister Hazel slid the bus-door open and hopped out, kicking and stretching. She yawned into a smile as Brother … Continue reading All the Birds in the Sky: Alternate Ending
Prologue: The brand new mission bus stood magnificently white underneath the neem tree, oblivious to the commotion of little bodies being shuffled in by a flustered nun. Sister Hazel picked the last of her Sunday-School pupils up and handed her to Brother Brown, checking around one last time to make sure no one had scampered … Continue reading All the Birds in the Sky
Ursula’s light was usually on before anyone else’s at home. She woke early and bathed earlier than her parents, her two younger brothers, the neighbors. The glow of her windows held out as two white blots on a dark screen. Through the thick ambiance of dawn it remained that way, hours before anyone else woke … Continue reading The Biology of Affection
Before you read this, I think uhm, its important? that you actually read the entire series. Follow these links to do so. Part 1: An Ephemeral Twilight: The Light Part 2: An Ephemeral Twilight: The Darkness Part 3: An Ephemeral Twilight: The Myth of Plato’s Cave Hello guys! Yet another 3 part series comes to an end and again, I … Continue reading Here’s All You Need To Understand An Ephemeral Twilight.
This is the last of the Ephemeral Twilight Series. You can read part 1 there: An Ephemeral Twilight: The Light and part 2, here: An Ephemeral Twilight: The Darkness For Disappointment, like a lover on her period. Penny lived in a gated community at Spintex, hidden at the sides of a long stretch of dirt road. It bore … Continue reading An Ephemeral Twilight: The Myth of Plato’s Cave