Hello people, it has been a while since I wrote fiction. I hesitated before sharing this one; but why not? This is a platform for growth, learning and sharing my art. It may not be perfect but with every deliberate attempt at a stringed sentence comes progress. Please read to the end and share your thoughts☺️😘 […]
Category: SHORT STORIES
Zibaye
Veekhy’s note: Hey guys, it’s been a while, I hope you missed me? Well; there was an unplanned interruption that hindered my ability to use WhatsApp or even blog, but this is me beating through the storm today (in heroic voice). Lol, it’s not that deep, my smart phone got bad really. Been a while […]
The day you will laugh
Your cheeks shook violently when he said, “I love you”. It was the kind of shaking that people now call ‘blushing’, the kind of embarrassment that made you unable to look him in the face to say anything more because you sincerely wished the ground would open up to keep you safe until the moment […]
Monuments
She had a knack for making mighty monuments out of tiny hills and it always got me pissed. For crying out loud, it should have been just another piece of paper containing hastily scribbled numbers that would later be dialled and discarded, but like I said,” she had a knack for making might monuments out […]
Nnamdi
The normal Nnamdi would have closed his eyes and sang along to the song on the radio but he still had not gotten over what happened moments ago. He shifted to the window looking gaunt and rather out of place in the vacant bus. It was not as if someone had died or anything like that, […]
Indelible mark
Rotimi stared at her lips. He silently thanked God that his spittle had not gone any further by a mini-inch. It would have entered her mouth. Her stoic expression made it impossible to determine if she had noticed. Why on earth wouldn’t she? If she had, and was pretending not to have, she was doing […]
Indelible Mark
Rotimi stared at her lips. He silently thanked God that his spittle had not gone any further by a mini-inch. It would have entered her mouth. Her stoic expression made it impossible to determine if she had noticed. Why on earth wouldn’t she? If she had, and was pretending not to have, she was doing […]
My name is Nkem
My name is Nkem and I am angry. Upset. Mad. Infuriated. Don’t ask me why. Please. Don’t ask me. If I tell you, you would judge me and it is not worth it. But you are insisting, so… I am here, sitting through worship, wondering why on earth he did not show up. I have dressed […]
Neighbour
(Written in Nigerian pidgin English) If you know say you no pay me my money, better bring am out o. Silence. Eee eee eeee. Somebody wey dey inside this bus no pay me my money. It suppose be 1,600 naira, but na 1,500 dey my hand. Silence. Oooo. I say somebody wey dey inside this […]
Walking Shoes
I am tired so i sit to look through the pictures on my phone. This has been my habit of late. I see a picture of Funke doing something dramatic and i instantly hear her voice and mine intensely arguing in my head. It is about who really disfigured the “normal” dance step. Bimpe is […]
