Stories take us on boundless journeys into complex lives, into the depths of human emotions, on thrilling adventures, across exciting new terrains. “If you want to know a country read its writers"
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My name is Ahamefuna, "my name will not be lost," & I have Chelu and Elozona, two friends...
Read moreMohammed went to bed before the fowls. No person cried, not even his immediate family...
Read moreWherever fickle wind dance, Light and cool on skin, Wherever coquettish stars...
Read moreDead kittens don't meow. And the night can grow hands...
Read moreThe kids in school don't play with me. Yesterday, the teacher...
Read moreDeath is an arbitrary constant, lurching around, causing a...
Read moreThe first time I had sex wasn't like anything I had imagined and read. In fact, I felt betrayed...
Read moreThe girls milled around in various stages of undress. Ajoke was not surprised. Hostels...
Read moreEvery morning, some villages wake up to the sound of the coc kcrowing; others...
Read more"My friend Femi Oliwo was a great man…." I started to doze off. I had a long night the...
Read more“Cattles and egrets. Commensalism. Interactions" He thought carefully...
Read moreSunshine — it was the name he always called her, even on the day he sent her to her grave...
Read moreAkhator couldn't feel a thing. He was numb. After two failed marriages and fifteen...
Read moreSharp as that tear of charged light across the night sky, I awake. The purring of my four...
Read moreOkunmiri gazed out the window; he didn't have another second to spare. Time was running...
Read moreEnitan was the fifth friend to die in our circle in the last five weeks. The previous weeks had come with their...
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