Family Chat

Toks buzzes you about the new group. ‘Mommy jst joind Whatsapp.’ Sigh. There’s a million reasons why you sigh, chief of which is your brother’s incomprehensible mode of writing. You stow the itch to nag him about it. ‘Tell her I’m not on Whatsapp.’ ‘But I alrdy told her I chat wt u all d […]

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Tobe the village champ

People began to listen to Tobe on the day of the new yam festival. Papa once said, over garri and nkwobi, that when you find a man who has a more bounteous harvest than you, listen and learn.  With his new Camry, I knew I had to swallow my pride and hear Tobe’s talks, trash […]

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Beans and Brawls

Aisha crouched, quietly measuring the weight of each plate of beans. She would lift one plate, tilt it left and right, place it beside her hijab-covered ears, as if expecting the plate to sing.  She would lift it up and put it down. Lift it up again, look beneath it, then put it down, only […]

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Library De Tuerie ii

June 6th, 1998 ‘So errr… hip hip!’ ‘Hurray!’ He cut the red ribbon, and the handful of smiling people behind him let out another cheer. The governor’s representative was an awkward lanky fellow whose clothes swayed along with his strides. He had a slight limp when he walked, a wry smile too; as though the […]

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