Anatoli and Fete

It was one late Sunday evening in Summer 1983, I’d just exited the coffee shop holding two cups when I bumped into her. Their contents spilled, more on her than me, but for some reason she didn’t curse me, which was a common occurrence around here. She didn’t even lament.…

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AWOOOF!

AWOOF! You listen again to be sure the sound came from your door… ‘kpom! Kpom! Kpom!’ You hear it again. You start to wonder who could be disturbing you this early Christmas morning when everyone in the city of Lagos had gone to church. You leave the kitchen for the…

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Konji Palaver

Konji Palaver (A/N) The story you are about to read is 100% fiction. Any resemblance to real events and/or people is absolutely coincidental.   Readers Discretion Advised.   This story may contain some dirty, cuss words and scenes which has been reduced to the lowest minimum possible.   © 2017…

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Landings Curse 2

A little over three years after Agbani’s curse, the Landings still led their humble lives in Elewele. Elewele had witnessed tremendous progress. Trading and social infrastructure had suddenly brought life to the once sleepy settlement. The news of Elewele’s transition from village to township was heard far and wide. Natives…

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Landings Curse 1

Happy birthday to me! This is my gift to everyone …. I promise to write some more. Jonathan and Matthew walked behind their father as he led the white man to the proposed church site. The once muddy road was baked by the scorching sun. The excitement in the boys…

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Ogbeni, Hear Word!

Beatrice Femi-Isaacs It was another bright day in the city of Lagos, and I couldn’t be happier. The smile on my face enlarged as I rolled over to the other side of my matrimonial bed… and he wasn’t there. I wasn’t really sure what I heard him mutter last night.…

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SPIRITED

Her legs spoke to my heart in a rosy but glamorous manner. Her ears spun, mouth painted graciously with a black substance that represent the sand of Africa.  Her eyes flashed like the lightening that came after the rain. The breast that stood on her chest greeted glibly waiting to…

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Letter To Kelly

A letter from a lady in prison who has sentenced been sentenced to death, to her friend Kelly who she kept her children in charge of. Dear Kelly, Though we parted ways when the storm came and our feet were unable to carry the tides. But your thoughts still remain…

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