Open Sunday

A Crack In The Head

I didn’t know when I smashed her head into the dresser where she had been packing her makeup kit. I can’t even remember standing up from where I sat. I calmed down when I saw her front tooth fall out, I started begging her not to tell anyone but she took that time to sneak out of the door and run.

Yes Mama

. Yes Mama  by Ada Sonia Igboanugo —————————— “Mummy I am going to be late for school” “I’m coming jor. Can’t you see I’m looking for my car keys? Where are your school bag and lunch pack?” “They are outside” “I hope you didn’t place it on the floor young lady because I will unleash…

Introducing Wazi – TNC’s African Youth Fiction Magazine

Good afternoon ladies and gentlemen, You may have noticed that Open Sundays, Betty Tuesdays and a few other fiction columns have not posted for a while. Well, they aren’t gone, they have simply morphed into something greater. They have become the foundation of Wazi. What is Wazi? Wazi is an African youth fiction magazine. In its pages, you…

Poetry: In The Moment

In The Moment by Miss North ————- On the table I wasn’t thinking about my Journey in 2hours  Or the hurtful goodbye I may have to endure. I wasn’t thinking about facing the wrath of mother   For all the calls I had ignored I wasn’t thinking about all the lies I told And all the…

Short Story: Familiar Stranger

 Familiar Stranger by Christopher —————— He was walking through the deserted park, destroying the things in his path. Everything in nature was made beautiful – the leaves, the trees, and even the sands – but not after they came in contact with him. He had a large baseball rod in his hand, whose head was…

Short Story: Black Midnight

No one has ever beaten that shuffle – Hearts in Atlantis: Stephen King Black Midnight by Ezim Osai ————- The Wireless was pretty slow and it was getting pretty late anyway. I shut down my laptop and disconnected the charger from the extension box and put it into my backpack, along with my tablet and…

Short Story: Eyes of the gods

Eyes of the gods by Adeosun Adams Mercy ————————————– The procession of witches led the rite, dancing to the rhythmic bham! bham! of the Iya-ilu. A deep mesh of patterned chaos was carved into the mud by the tap! tap! of bleeding feet as the procession revelled in the dance of the gods like they all were possessed.…

Short Story: 12 Minutes

12 Minutes by Onomarie Francesca Uriri ————————————–   I am in the deep throes of sleep when I hear the screeching of tires and a dull sickening thud. Jumping quickly off my bed, I glance at the clock and see that it’s 12 minutes to midnight. “Whatever could that be at this time of the…

Short Story: Blue Stripes

BLUE STRIPES By TITILAYO OLURIN ————————– I sat dazed for a long time after Ayo hung up. Then suddenly grabbing my car keys on the table before me, I hurried out of my office and made instructions to my secretary as I passed by her desk.   “Anne, reschedule that meeting I’ve got at twelve.…

Short Story: Eyes

Eyes by Udochukwu Ikwuagwu  ———————— “I like you.” His deep voice filtered through the table between them as he attempted to drop the opener. He knew it was such a daring thing to say, especially on a first date. He felt she might consider it a desperate act, but he had nothing to lose. He…

Short Story: Crazy, Stupid Love

Crazy, Stupid Love by @howolarbi_ —————————————– ***** Cynthia sat on the bench at the railway station. It was late at night. The time was around 8:00PM. She looked around, teary-eyed, at the people in the station. All of them looked happy, some grim, some looked busy. She saw a kid playing with her mother in…

Poetry: Perils of Old

Perils of Old  by Samson (@Samsn007) ————————————————   A barren town, an hopeless field The despair felt bare and unconcealed I remember the laughter of cheerful youths With the gleeful songs like the feast of booths   The maidens were ebulliently knitting cotton and wool The village danced whenever the moon was full Lovely shades…