“you are a friend of the dark, gloom is your ally” Every night your voices echo as i sleep Then like a dark mirage they come alive in my dream Your cold fingers running through my neck Then the whisper from behind.. It says “I am the voice of the dead” “You have been chosen …
Lekan was walking down from the ATM just beside the entrance to a popular Lagos market when everything went to shit. Like shit hitting the fan and spread round the four corners of the walls of his life. He was hearing commotion behind him but paid it no attention until he heard a woman scream …
Toy? How am I a toy? Do I look like a Teddy bear? But I don’t say anything. I don’t want Tosin’s daddy to be angry, and hit me again. ‘Wear your clothes sweetheart, you’re going for a little drive.’ He moves away from me and pulls out a jacket from his closet. Drive. The …
I watch as Tosin approaches me and see that he’s serious. He really wants to force himself on me. My mind is racing, what can I do? What can I say to stall him as I think of something? ‘Tosin. You don’t want to do this.’ I move a little to my side that’s facing …
‘Good morning sweetheart.’ I feel Tosin’s daddy’s hands touch my cheek and try not to turn my face away. ‘I’m sure my clothes were able to keep you warm last night.’ I refuse to look at him and the hand that is touching my cheek squeezes my face forcing me to look at him. My …
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 …
‘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 …
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. …
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. …
‘You bitch! How dare you lay your hands on me?!’ Years of receiving blows steeled me for daddy’s punch I knew was coming. After all, that’s all I’ve received, all I’ve learned to receive. Blows, slaps, fucks… another one or two wouldn’t make a difference. So I steeled my face for that oh so familiar …