There’s Something About Rain (Part Five)

CENTIPEDE TRAFFIC choked the breath of the Ugbowo expressway. Hakeem was somewhere in the chaos, in a bus. A miracle how all of eighteen passengers were squashed like sardines in a tin can into the mangled metal on dusty wheels. In the backpack on Hakeem’s laps was his dissertation, arranged and bound. He was on…

There’s Something About Rain (Part Four)

OVIE NEVER seemed to complain about anything. His father, who had two wives, was a commissioner in Delta state. “Mehn, God of War is still the shit,” Ovie said while punching on his PSP with his thumbs. Sitting right next to him was a distracted Hakeem who stared blankly at the marker board in front…

There’s Something About Rain (Part Three)

HER SLENDER FRAME trudged to towards Challenge Hostel. Hanging from her right shoulder was her backpack with a large bone sticking out of it. Held in her left hand was a massive, worn out anatomy textbook with a half-torn cover. The look on her face screamed of exhaustion. It was 6:30 p.m. and she had…

There’s Something About Rain (Part Two)

REGINA AND HAKEEM had become something like an item and it had been a week since the blue caravan. The semester was a month and a half old and Peter had turned 26. Hakeem had taken Regina to the birthday party at Peter’s house. Peter was the oldest of the final year political science students,…

There’s Something About Rain (Part One)

REGINA’S FORLORN SILHOUETTE stood in solitude a few yards from the front of the heavily lit classroom. Her books were firmly gripped by her folded arms which were pressed against her chest. She had been there for roughly ten minutes, unwillingly exchanging pleasantries with passers-by who she barely knew. Her obsession with knowing what others…

Skin Bleaching Isn’t NECESSARILY a Bad Thing

Anti-bleaching advocates will tell you to shun the practice because of the potentially harmful side effects. They’ll tell you studies have shown that the mercury contained in most of these complexion-altering lotions can be carcinogenic. They’ll tell you to ’embrace your true natural self’ and stuff like that. A section of┬áthese advocates (some of whom…

Asier Del Horno

Pensive We assemble at familiar lots My consciousness consumed with desires of dusty patches We move out in unison as we take turns to grope the round leather The boys All manner of sorcery invented by our idols unravel on the pitch, reprised by fervent disciples Tin gods As we stumble through adolescence Stray balls…

Hessdalen Lights

He had his hands in his pockets. Seated by him on a bench by their door was Mrs. Essien. In a tranquil manner, she pleaded with her children to treat him like he was just like them. He wasn’t. Edet was 11 when his father disappeared, leaving Stella to fend for herself and her child….

Turn the Other Cheek (?)

Contradicting interpretations are a part of Christianity. Some denominations don’t even believe there’s such a place as hell where God sends people to a destiny of eternal damnation and suffering. When presented with scriptural backing, they counter attack with scriptures of their own. Sometimes, denominations under Christianity seem like factions of a political party who…

2005

Clouds gather A sudden gust of wind graces my face to offer reprieve My palm sweaty as I grasp the machete tighter I swing at the grass with spunk Swoop after swoop The weather an untimely promise of what is to come Each swing is accompanied by the giggling of a congregation nearby Quick to…