(Written in Nigerian pidgin English) If you know say you no pay me my money, better bring am out o. Silence. Eee eee eeee. Somebody wey dey inside this bus no pay me my money. It suppose be 1,600 naira, but na 1,500 dey my hand. Silence. Oooo. I say somebody wey dey inside this […]
Category: SHORT STORIES
Walking Shoes
I am tired so i sit to look through the pictures on my phone. This has been my habit of late. I see a picture of Funke doing something dramatic and i instantly hear her voice and mine intensely arguing in my head. It is about who really disfigured the “normal” dance step. Bimpe is […]
The man #Shortstories
“…(Aprurchen) Approaching (Muitela) Murtala Mohammmed airport at a speed of …and 10,000 feet above sea level. (Purhleaseahrjuhrstur) Please adjust your sit belts and prepare for landing” Open your mouth and let us hear what you are saying biko. There is mild tension in the air. It would disappear as soon as the plane lands. It […]
Gele’s are evil #Shortstories
Gelês are evil. They should be banned from our sociéty. Period. Now, don’t just jump and start saying things in your mind like “what kind of nonsense conclusion is that? How can geles be evil? Etc ” . At least wait to hear my side of the story. It all began with the “hot” slap […]
Mr Fine boy #Shortstories #Keepingfaith
“I am not a savior oh, just a guy who wants to help his gorgeous neighbor get home without being sunburnt” She laughs, “He is funny. This ride home better be enjoyable” Silence, as he shuffles between radio stations with one hand on the steering. He skips a couple of stations hastily creating a distorted […]
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 […]
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 […]
