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Dear Love, The other day you came to my house. You didn’t meet me well, I’m sorry and this letter is my apology. You see, when you came, I didn’t know it was you. I asked you your name and you said “Sarah” I asked what you wanted and you... Read More
I saw myself in a field of sunflowers, colorful bees perching on sweet sugary nectar. If I ever felt closer to heaven, it was that one moment when I felt I connected to something beyond. My eyes are closed, waves of biological electricity power me to... Read More
We were there when Ade found Chekube. It was in the hospital. Aside Ade being tall and blessed with full brows the colour of coffee, he was nothing special. We knew. He knew. And when he told us he loved Chekube, something we knew already, we feigned... Read More
Edward Regan Murphy, popularly known as Eddie Murphy is a renowned actor who is known for being able to play different characters in one film, each of these characters distinct from the other. Eddie Murphy’s movies have established his genius as a... Read More
‘Here’s your money,’ Luke shot a few wads of bills her way as she pulled up her fishnets to her thighs. She hooked them to her pants before she took the money from his hand. ‘This is way too much.’ She gawked at the... Read More
In the beginning, God created the heavens. He gave it a short, almost stubby nose, a round face, deep brown eyes, soft hair, and brown skin. He looked at it, saw it was good, and called it Moremi. Then He created me. Gave me lips and made kisses and... Read More
I remember the first time we met, it was raining like the heavens were at war with men, and I remember thinking what if the world was going to become Noah 2.0. As disturbing as that was, a more deep-seated dread snaked down my spine. Walking from... Read More
Love is ……. If, at the start, a thing is not properly defined, it allows for modifications and inclusions made to suit personal preferences. This breeds misconceptions. Love na scam. Your story will begin on one of those... Read More
Daniel and I are kneeling in the Principal’s pocket-sized office. Our faces simply that of woebegone, our heads hanging loosely, downwards, foreheads plastered with sweat. The air in the now crowded room is gently invaded by the feral stench... Read More