Poetry, Prose, Fiction.
By Santi Femi 4 November 2010 It began one evening in Mbaduku when, as she settled on the boulder of rock she used to sit on just to get enough reception to power the internet, a friend request notification dropped and increased the number of pending friend requests to 214. At first she wanted to […]
By Santi Femi Every time she loved, she did not know it was love because it did not feel like love anymore. 1 Lagos; May 2014 This is not Facebook. This Twitter, ehn, you can be and yet not be to the rest of the world, Ngozi said to him when she convinced him to […]
Fellow humans of the world who own DSTVs and SoundCitys and AITs and HipTVs… MTN Project Fame Season Nine is upon us, and trust your gyal to give you all the juice. I bet someone somewhere is saying, Ehn, project fame shift wan side, the Voice is the littest Yeah, warefa. I love the voice, […]
By Osundolire Ifelanwa 9 And the Lord God called unto Adam, and said unto him, Where art thou? 10 And he said, I heard thy voice in the garden, and I was afraid, because I was naked; and I hid myself. 11 And he said, Who told thee that thou wast naked? Hast thou eaten […]
Sitting on a stack of plastic chairs, smoldering, royally vexed about a wedding ceremony that has gone on for too long – I have decided to write about my ideal wedding. The ideal wedding I sometimes dream about; the ideal wedding I know I will never have. ***** My ideal wedding has a hundred guests, […]
Leave the title the way it is please. The point is going nowhere so I’m not in a hurry to get to it. The national economic situation isn’t entirely shit yet. This D-day of ours will be more than four years long. Let that sink in, offer the sink a seat, and give the sink […]
