Tag: Death

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They sat under a tree. The leaves were falling. In another country they’d call it fall, but it was really just windy. Good windy, not the gusty type that got sand into your eyes; just that cool calm one that washed over a person’s face. The one that brought a strange type of hope with it.

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They don’t let you sleep. They come back every week to remind you that you took something that does not belong to you and made it yours. The last time you were in Bauchi you stayed in Shira. You were there to spend the holiday with your father’s oldest sister, Aunty Laraba. She was one of…

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You open your eyes and find yourself levitating past edifices, electrical wires and imposing masts. The flying birds halt and feed you quizzical looks, wondering what a wingless human is doing up so high. The sun’s glare is anodyne and its fiery gut spilled open to be feasted upon. The breeze caresses your skin, sweeps…

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Apr 27

The Witness

I stare at the men in uniform patrolling the living room, a sunken aura revolving around them. Alex’s body lay there lifeless, in an unattractive crimson pool. Her eyes staring into nothing and thoughts sauntering off the edge of the universe. There’s a bullet hole by the left side of her head and her body…

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Apr 14

Ramshidi

If only eyes couldn’t reveal what the heart felt, Ramshidi wept but her heart didn’t. Almost everyone watched her, as she boldly sat in front of the temple. A bead in her hand, a black veil worn around her head, revealing just her wet eyes. She had been late this time too, which was normal…

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Apr 13

These Words

I’ve waited so long for this day. For today when I will listen to you g-rh-h-on…” BOOM! A bullet plunged into my rib cage. Then I heard the gunshot. Bullets must travel at the speed of light. My chest burned. I reached for my pistol from under the pillow, clutched my chest with the other…

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Apr 6

Vapours

It was one of those dull evenings, when it seemed as though the sky wants to wet the earth with its tears. The moon was in its usual melancholic self. Outside, under a palm tree, whose leaves slapped each other in a playful manner, I found solace. I had met this dark poet the previous…

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Night wore on fast like a young man running to meet his lover by the streamside. I stood by the window of my second-storey room and looked out, into the sky above. ‘What’s up?’ The words vibrated in my mind and for the first time that day, I smiled. You stood at this spot the…

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Jan 18

Death Knell

My maternal family compound holds out her choking air again. Air that reeks of stale grudge and rivalry and greed. Everybody is moving as though they are somebody and like every other time, eyes glint wickedly. Tension straddles a sit at corners of the compound while we all wait for the priest and the people…

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Mary Adebayo was still on the floor of the sitting room when the paramedics and policemen arrived her apartment. She had obviously not moved from that position since she called the emergency unit about her husband’s heart attack. Yemi Adebayo, was in her arms; and they were both stark naked. She looked like she had seen…

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Dear Tunji, I’m so sorry for you to go through this. There’s no easy way to say this so I’ll spit it out or rather write it out. I imagine you have one of those confused smiles on right now. God, I really wish it hadn’t come this. I’m in love with a woman. It…

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It is true that grief or bereavement is expressed and experienced differently in each person. However, what cannot be disputed is the very sensitive nature of the matter which if the requisite care isn’t taken, may leave the bereaved a larger scar and quite possibly an irreparable damage than that inflicted by the immediate loss.…

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The day you died, nothing strange happened. It was a day like every other day. The sun rose at the right time. Everything happened as it was supposed to. It was the first day in November. I was in my room waiting for your new month message. You were always the first person to send…