"The Madman Who Sits on the Bridge"
The man sat close to the end of the bridge as usual, staring idly at the passing vehicles. His short dreadlocks were matted with dust, grease and any other thing his head came in contact with.
Author: Lola
Desperation
The store was almost inconspicuous, but it was popular amongst those who patronized it. It was one of the four pharmacy stores on the road, and as it is with most businesses referral was key to patronage. The store was painted white and had been fitted haphazardly with shelves on which were several bottles andContinue reading Desperation
Chiseled!
The car pulled up and the man and his wife alighted from it. They surveyed their bushy surroundings and walked gingerly to avoid steeping on thorns. From what they could see, the land was precisely what they wanted; a large plane of good soil in a quiet location. Houses had been built all around andContinue reading Chiseled!
The Travails of a Lagos Commuter
I hate it when it rains in the morning, even more I hate it when it rains in Lagos. I probably would feel different if I had my own car but presently I’m restricted to the nimbleness of my feet and public transportation. This morning is no different and I climb into the bus gratefulContinue reading The Travails of a Lagos Commuter
Guessing Games
Dare is having an affair, I’m certain of it. I can’t believe he would do this after everything we’ve been through. My mother didn’t approve of our marriage but we got married anyway and then we had to wait for two years before our kids were born and even though he was the one withContinue reading Guessing Games
What I am
I am a beautiful bird, no a butterfly, no a flower. Oh, I can’t decide! Anyway, I am beautiful. I am the like the radiance of the morning sun, the glory of a sunflower in full bloom, my supple dark skin glows like melted chocolate, my body is the shape of an hour glass, myContinue reading What I am
Disturbance of the Peace
Image from health.wikinut.com My eyes open to the ray of light piercing through the space between the curtains. I feel weighted down with weariness, they say in the morning it’ll be alright but I swear I felt better last night. The air is still, the sun has already come up and the birds areContinue reading Disturbance of the Peace