The shadows never leave

Another midnight phone call from Emmanuel left me shaken to the bones. My wife had been awoken by the loudness of the ringtone with suspicions about who it was that was calling so late in the night. She didn’t know Emmanuel, and there was no point opening old wounds. So I claimed it was a […]

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Hairdresser by Ife Olujuyigbe

Image from Pinterest. Dear Hairdresser, Well done. This is what you say to me every ten minutes as I sit and you stand behind me, twisting and weaving and tying and working hair magic. You also say, Straight your head, and while I am not sure what that means, I sit up, and you work […]

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Book Review: Eghosa Imasuen’s ‘Fine Boys’

Writer: Eghosa Imasuen Year of Publication: 2011 Publisher: Kachifo Limited Number of pages: 350 Genre: Fiction I have learned, from experience, that people are drawn to a work of art by either how much they are entertained by it or by how much they relate to it. Eghosa Imasuen’s Fine Boys makes an attempt at […]

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Book Review: Chinelo Okparanta’s ‘Under The Udala Trees’

Writer: Chinelo Okparanta Year of Publication: 2015 Genre: Fiction The first part of Chinelo’s novel reminds you immediately of Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie’s account of the civil war in ‘Half Of a Yellow Sun’. It is set in Ojoto in South Eastern Nigeria, and words like the bunker, Ojukjwu and the radio are constant features, as […]

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My Son is Coming Home

My son is coming home. Aunty Biodun, my mother’s sister is here. She is aged now, but still bothers to cook a meal she thinks he would like. Her grin summons the lines by her eyes to stretch like tired lanes when she says, ‘I know he will love it.’ I smile back a response, […]

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The matching faces of Ake.

Warning: This is a rant. Let me talk about Ake ’16 before we enter the New Year and people start looking at me wankain if I mention it in January. Me I dihnuh exactly enjoy it sha. I don’t know really. Maybe I’m just weird. Or maybe it’s because I came very late and was […]

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Paranoia | 3

By Santi Femi 6 Lagos. June, 2014 I don’t usually do this hanging out with strangers, she said as her gangly fingers animatedly shot towards him and back towards her. Emeka kept his gaze on her, steady. Is that your regal way of asking for an introduction? She smiled, and pulled a weave of hair […]

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