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  • Photo of Clipped Wings

    Clipped Wings

    “Only remembered by what we have done Thus would we pass from the earth and its toiling Only remembered by what we have done.” The voice of the lead singer…

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  • Photo of Amara

    Amara

    I know I’m not supposed to say this here, but sometimes, life can be harsh that it pierces all its pins on just a single heart. Now I know, that…

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  • Photo of Daddy Don’t!

    Daddy Don’t!

    Fear. Sadness. Beauty. Maybe it’s true that beauty and sadness go together because somehow nature thought beauty too rich to go forth upon the earth without a meet along. And…

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  • Photo of Happiness is a Bestseller

    Happiness is a Bestseller

    Twice upon a time, in a virgin land deflowered by the cruelty of its inhabitants, the famine of sanity made the whole land barren. In this same land where strange…

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  • Photo of My Life as an Author

    My Life as an Author

    I am an author that still likes writing with pencil and exercise book instead of writing apps. I like that sound of pencil against paper. I enjoy that moment when…

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  • Photo of Desolate

    Desolate

    How do I start explaining that once it’s 11:00 AM each morning, my front door would open and I will be in a desolate area, a place totally different from…

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  • Photo of Again

    Again

    “I eee … never … yechi ghuuu …” For the very first time she spoke! It was a dark and creepy night. The voice of ‘my only companion,’ Jennifer, was…

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  • Photo of The Departing

    The Departing

    Seven owls are on my roof, don’t ask me how I know, I think I can sense them and my senses are telling me that they’re seven. The dogs are…

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  • Photo of Coming Out

    Coming Out

    In America, once your parents realize you’re a juvenile delinquent, they will ship you to the next military school available; most likely the farthest available. But in Nigeria they leave…

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  • Photo of Sound City

    Sound City

    I live in a city that never sleeps. In fact, the nights are the most active times here; neon signs, loud music from clubs, and the sound of cars going…

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  • Photo of Hey, What’s the Price of His Coffin?

    Hey, What’s the Price of His Coffin?

    As a writer, she didn’t listen to music she took the notes of the lyrics. Word by word. High notes, low notes, no notes in her wallet. And of course…

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  • Photo of The Call

    The Call

    On entering the room, the smell of alcohol hits my nose. “Alcohol? No one dares take alcohol. Not in my room,” I mutter silently, making my mouth the silencer. No…

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  • Photo of Murder

    Murder

    We met at my book launch about a year ago. He introduced himself as a writer too, though he was from a foreign country. I guess that must have been…

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  • Photo of The Beautiful Dress

    The Beautiful Dress

    After lectures that day, I was walking home when I saw this girl. No, scratch that. The cloth she was wearing caught my attention. It was beautiful. I quickly brought…

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  • Photo of Total Fear

    Total Fear

    I don’t know if I would ever tell her that the only reason I’m friends with her was because of her father. I just arrived at my department that day…

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  • Photo of Sueno

    Sueno

    I was surprised to see the amount of people gathered outside my home when I came back from the cybercafé where I went to print out my admission letter. I…

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  • Photo of Spilled

    Spilled

    I’m addicted to the rainbow. There’s something about its glittering colours right after a storm that reminds me there’s hope. That’s why I stare at it all the time. Sometimes…

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  • Photo of Perfidy

    Perfidy

    A beautiful morning, not for the young and graceful Yvonne, who got up quite early, probably for the first time in three days. Her dark, sparkly skin glided across the…

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  • Photo of Nemesis

    Nemesis

    “Quick! Quick! Before aunty Ngozi comes back o,” Obinna said, panicking in a low tone as he stuffed the already plucked ube inside his pockets. “Relax na,” I tried to…

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  • Photo of Another Year

    Another Year

    Dear Jennifer, I have stumbled my whole life, unsure of myself. Waking up to the same question. Who am I? What is my purpose? What do I have to share,…

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