The River

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By Victoria Ige She sat by the window and looked out. The sky was a faded blue, the air cool but dry. They called it harmattan season. She turned to a photo of herself at the opposite side of the room – smiling shyly, cute. “Two”,... Read More

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Being Mrs. Michael

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Love and pain, which is stronger? Loss and longing, which one beats the other? Today, it’s just me and these walls, silence and the ticking of clock mum gifted me on my wedding, she said her own mother gave it to her. It is after serving Michael his... Read More

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#ShortStory – Stuckholm

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I read the message and deleted it, like he’d do mine. Not that I had a husband to hide it away from like he had a wife but I wanted to exorcise myself from reading his texts over and over, savoring the words and wishing I was the only woman he sent... Read More

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by Akinsola Oluwatunmise Akin The sun blazed down with austerity as various cars drove into the compound of chief Popoola, the party chairman. This was to be the final meeting before the election. In a short while, everyone was settled. Olusola... Read More

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Crucifix (Finale)

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Click HERE for previous episodes “Why are we going to a prison?” I ask, the silence was becoming awkward. “It’s part of my duty as a priest to visit those in prison.” “I don’t know any priest who still does that” “You know... Read More

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