Maybe it never crossed your mind Because I don’t look like I’m about the loud life So you guessed that low key is just okay You know low key …hi, I miss you, I love you. Low key. But I’m just saying “how dare you love me silently!” Seriously, how dare you. You were right […]
Author: Victory Osarumwense
Popularly called Victory Osas is a Financial Analyst by day and a creative storyteller with every breath she takes.
She is the kind of person who would take the window sit in a car just to look at the people walking by. She says that people are walking stories and often finds a way to wrap ordinary moments that people would overlook to her works.
11: 38 pm #Shortstories #Keepingfaith
9:00pm: To text or not to text was what this was all about and just like that two whole weeks passed by. She really wanted to talk to him, to know if he was fine, how he was pulling through the many storms of life. Not like it mattered what they would talk about, didn’t that […]
Just Ramblings #Poetry #Keepingfaith
Days when u fully sit to think about things. Stupid things. Wrong impressions made, how you should have said “good night.” with a firm full stop and not a coma, how your reply to that joke was a high pitched sarcastic laughter with a very obvious snort in your voice. Excuse”you were in no mood […]
Olubanji #Shortstories
Something had to be wrong for my body to feel this sore. Headache, cold and excruciating pain all at once. If I were to describe this feeling, it’ll be shapeless, like a mist, a thick black smoke smelling like rotten beans mixed with death. This had to be the smell of death. They had tied […]
Bolanle #Shortstories
She had this annoyingly loud screeching scream that we believed could wake up a patient in coma. She played a significant role in my child hood memories as my playmate and best friend. When we were younger, we would play games running around the house scattering things while my mother shouted at the top of […]
Errand Boy #Poetry
Gbi gbi. Gbi gbi. That was the sound of my heart beat when he looked at me. Because for so long, I had been invisible, living in my comfort zone, comfortably fixed at the corner of the narrow street, slightly away from any one’s eye. Yes, anyone who was too busy walking briskly thinking so […]
Your Opinion #Poetry
They told me that beauty meant: Being tall with the right figure and definitely a light-skinned complexion So, when he called me “ugly”, I believed without an iota doubt Like a child on reflex responding to the call of her mother, His words I succumbed to After all I didn’t quite fit into the standard […]
