ALL OVER BARAQUAT (3)

  I looked over at the woman seated across from me. She was so deep in thought that I wondered how I could ever force her focus back on the question I just asked. I didn’t want to push her…

ALL OVER BARAQUAT (2)

Adamu is one of those people who doesn’t care where he gets his water from; so long he gets good, clean water. He will take a beggar’s water from him so long as it satisfies his needs. Without any qualms…

ALL OVER BARAQUAT

                  “Shit!” Ifreke muttered as he stepped out of his one-room apartment, in a nondescript building on Clegg street, off Ojuelegba. The area is not remarkable for anything much, other than that…

LOVE TRIANGLE

This is a tribute to a story by one of the most beautiful ladies I ever met. She had written a fantastic story which had ‘ gripped’ my heart in ways I couldn’t imagine. The title : I loved her…she…

FROM BEHIND THE CLOSET

Recently, I have been engulfed by this overwhelming urge to write something. Something brazenly daring and yet necessary. The urge has steadily grown and fanned into an almost all-consuming inner fire threatening to scorch me, if I fail to put…

BLOOD ON THE STREETS

I lay there in a puddle of my own blood. All around me I can hear the confusion, the stamping of feet as people ran. Some towards me, some away. Far away from the bloodshed and death. I hear the…

GIGOLO

I met number one When I was young and yet still a young boy It was more of crush than being with the ONE But then, just like a bubble so fragile she did burst my purple joy Number two…