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The Day We All Bled
Then came a day we all bled – Men, women, child and a country.The day we wailed silent wails, even they that wailed aloud wailed inaudibly.Heroes? Plenty in their numbersBut none with super powers. Even the wings of the winged refused to flapNeither could their feet be lifted off the ground. I guess they were scared of heights, or they probably wanted no competition with the flying bullets of the…
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Mmirimma (a series…)
The rain had started drizzling, Favour held my hand firmly as though she had wanted to do it all the while, she smiled as we walked off into the night, albeit a cold and young one. “Why did you save her from him” – she asked, scanning through my face...
RAINDROPS OF LOVE Anambra couldn’t be any better promising in the year than it was in that year. It presented me with countless feats, gifts, and ‘Favour’. I wondered if it was a coincidence or not, I mean her name. Favour Nkenchiyere was a phenomenal actress. She had the aura of a goddess; her smile presented this soothing experience that filled the atmosphere with love. I was head over heels…
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Mmirimma (a series…)
I tried warning her about going with Joe to his room but Rita was convinced she was a big girl and could take care of herself. Besides, we are just friends and I don’t think he has such intentions – she added. I knew she wouldn’t buy the idea immediately.
Rita and Joe It was a very short night. The shoot had lasted longer than we budgeted so everyone was tired and needed rest. I was the production manager on the set and was in charge of everybody’s welfare. LilJoe, one of the artists, had come to me for his transport fare back to his hotel. I remember telling him to wait for me to get in touch with the producer. Just as I was about to leave,…
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Jennifer
“Ouch! Stop! It’s painful” – she said withdrawing herself from him. “Sorry, I promise just this once and you won’t feel the pain again” “Sure?” “Sure. Once it is in, the hurt goes away” “Okay” she let him. Once more giving herself to him. This time the doctor was more gentle and the syringe sank into her vein taking all the blood it could. Enugu State University teaching hospital (ESUTH)…
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Odinkenma
Come share the moment with me on this new story. It's pure non-fiction. Thank you. Also, do well to leave feedback.
It was an excellent afternoon sometime in 2006, I and some friends of mine had gone to play our usual wheels of steel when they arrived, mom and big sis. Sis Ukaa had informed me they would be coming that day, but she hadn’t mentioned the ambulance. Why would they even arrive in an ambulance? – I asked, almost in a fix. I’m coming! – I yelled to the boys as I ran off, after the ambulance, still…
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Odinkenma
It was an excellent afternoon sometime in 2006, I and some friends of mine had gone to play our usual wheels of steel when they arrived, mom and big sis. Sis Ukaa had informed me they would be coming that day, but she hadn’t mentioned the ambulance. Why would they even arrive in an ambulance? – I asked, almost in a fix. I’m coming! – I yelled to the boys as I ran off, after the ambulance, still…
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To Everyone I’ve Ever Loved
To the man on the bus
With the glasses and the briefcase
Who returned my pencil bag when I lost it
To the woman on the street
With shaky hands and a guitar
Who laughed when I told her I liked her voice
To the cafe customer
With an almond latte
Who inspired me to write another few months
To the librarian across the dentist office
With a shaved head and a love of queerness
Who began my journey of self-discovery
To the child at the park
With the green and blue shirt and an infectious smile
Who gave me bark and declared me their park mom
To all of you
To all of them
To everyone else
To those who I’ve loved
To those I haven’t
To those who I can no longer
I remember you
