Oct 23

AFIN By Edwin Okolo

Today, I can feel Oba’s lecherous eyes on my buttocks as I work the grinding stone, pureeing beans for Iyalode’s allele. I exaggerate my moves, jiggle my bottom and thighs a little more. I can see Oba’s trouser rise through his reflection in the silver tray I used to pick the beans and it makes me smile.

Oct 21

How She Lives


From a very little age, I have always wanted to do things my way, it was mostly my way or no other way. I have always been the black sheep, I remember my mother always comparing me to my brother “why can’t you be more like your brother”, she will say. She tried to tame me in lots of ways.

Oct 20

Oh But Who Will Marry Me If….?


There are, in fact, many things true under the sun. One of them is this : the ultimate goal of the average Nigerian woman, and please note that I use the word “average”- a word meant to include everyone and everything though not always successful, in my opinion. Still, maybe I should say, more often than not, the ultimate goal of the average Nigerian woman, consciously or unconsciously, is marriage.

Oct 19

There’s Something About Rain [4]

Abraham’s apartment was a two-bedroom. They sat in his bed. Regina knew what was going to happen and it was just a matter of when. She knew she wasn’t just there because of DVDs. When Abraham stepped out of the bedroom to turn off the TV in the sitting room, Regina got a WhatsApp message from Hakeem: I’m really sorry. Can we talk tomorrow?

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