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Category Archive: Short Fiction

The Walk: by Isaac Ayodeji

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There was no possibility of taking a walk that day. That was what Abiola Ajirebi concluded as he gently applied the Ketoprofen ointment on the bunions blighting his left foot… [4mins]

November 2, 2018 Short Fiction

A Street on Adel Bagrou: by Fatima Mohammed

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i tell my mother as she moulds handful of wet, rose water infused henna paste on each of my fingers that i don’t want to feel uncomfortable this night… [5mins]

October 26, 2018 Short Fiction

The Switch: by Rabi’atu Yakubu

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You are late. I waited for you when I was fifty. I prayed and cried for you to appear when I was sixty. You had to wait till I was eighty? Was it to ensure that I suffered just a little bit more?… [4mins]

October 19, 2018 Short Fiction

Bay Leaf Zobo: by Sifa Asani Gowon

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The solitary shoot springing out of the crack, breaking through concrete, fills me with a grudging and somewhat twisted sense of admiration. I can’t help but wonder at the power in this tiny living thing, and the irony that, in this single act of natural defiance, life has triumphed over death… [15mins]

October 5, 2018 Short Fiction

I Have Nothing, God Bless You: by Osamu Ekhator

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I run after her as she’s forcing the money in her hand back inside her fancy handbag, I tap on her leg to draw her attention. When she looks at me, I quickly rub my palms vertically in three swift successive motions… [6mins]

September 28, 2018 Short Fiction

Inferno: by Ibifubara Davies

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Mother never lies. She once told me every woman had a little madness in her, which she could set free at any time… [2mins]

September 21, 2018 Short Fiction

Locked Doors, Lead Melodies: by Amarachi ‘Amie’ Ike

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There is an old market woman growing inside of me. My mother weeps for me the night I birth blood. I feel the turbulence of an ocean in my womb being emptied. She says I have become a woman and I want to celebrate my womanhood but my brother looks morose and my father has fear in his eyes… [2mins]

September 6, 2018 Short Fiction

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