Month: April 2017

Leaving

From a far, Ejiro, watched his mother who was seated on her favourite arm chair in the veranda enveloped in the evening’s cool breeze and the tranquillity it brings. This had become her daily evening ritual. As usual, he knew she had travelled off in thought, leaving an absent minded body behind. He observed the …

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Jamal

Jamal The man lost in the boy world… Swayed, He is, by every attention seeking thing… Control, Nah, that’s not his area of strength… He does have some strength though… Stuffed in every cep like a barbecue turkey… He sure can lift ’em bells pretty good… At a first look you can tell he’s a …

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Bus to Lagos

Bus to Lagos You get to the bus station, which is crowded and the dust from early harmattan seems to be a predominant trait littered about; from the white buses to boxes and bags, all are buried in dust. You ask when the bus to Lagos will be leaving. The attendant tells you in twenty …

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Tomorrow

TOMORROW Remi sat in the bus, in silence, marvelling at just how familiar she had gotten with the route. She recalled the first day she had plied that route and how long it had taken to master everything she had come to know. Thinking about it left her distinctly baffled, awed even, from her outspoken …

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