Kapa. Kapa. Kapa._ The front door of the rickety shack swung on its hinges as a chill wind forced its way into the room. Taye looked back at the entrance, going bone-still. In one hand, he held on to his trusty flashlight, while in the other, his pistol sat ready, loaded to fire. _Kapa. Kapa. …
Ama didn’t understand why her mother was so panicky this night. Couldn’t comprehend why they were hurtling down the highway at 11pm at night. She was scared but didn’t say anything. What could she say in response? After all, she was only eight years old. Deep down she wondered if she could reason with her …
They keep testing my resolve. This time it’s a wooden sculpture of a little monkey. It was placed on top of a piece of paper which read; “Hey Monkey Boy, go back to Africa, your big-ass ape mama misses you” I looked about my front porch and checked my doors to make sure nothing was …
‘Lola fine! I’m sorry. I kept the truth from you. It wasn’t intentional. I was only trying as much as possible to protect you…’ It seems I have a bit of daddy in me or maybe it’s just the anger boiling inside of me. All I know is that I can no longer listen to …
No matter where I am, the smell of Chinese balm always reminds me of home. I grew up poor in a one room apartment in a face-me-I-face-you with my parents and five other siblings. My mother sold roadside roasted corn and coconut while my father was a security guard at a factory that made balms. …
So, I was going through the Twitter trend search machine when I noticed with bated breath that Candace Owens was trending. I’m sure many of us reading this have no idea who she is. I’ll try to give you an idea. Candace is a foremost Trump supporter and a major black stalwart of the Republican …
It’s raining… I can’t help but smile at the irony as I feel my blood slowly leave my body. It is said that when you’re about to die, your life flashes before your eyes. All that flashes before my eyes are my mistakes and regrets… I was young when I married Femi, young and foolish. …
“Bless me Father for I have sinned.” “Go on.” The cathedral was silent save for the priest and the individual at the front pew. It was almost dark out, if not already. A time of the day that people normally wouldn’t be at the church; men usually the ones returning home late from work or …
So it happened that I was watching a video in which a young man in his early 20s called Jamal was expressing his indignation at the way the Fort Worth, Texas Police handled the gruesome death of Atatiana Jefferson, a 28 year old black woman on the never-ending list of black people mowed down by …
A young lady walks by and stops in the middle of the room. She turns to stare at the screen. ‘(Curiously) why are you here? Oh! (Realisation) you want to read something weird and freaky? Something that’ll make your heart literally skip a beat.’ she pauses and tilts her head to the side. A beat. …