Inktober – Day 9: Precious

How do I tell my child that the moon, sun or other celestial bodies don’t follow us home at all? His image of his mother would be tarnished forever and I do not want to be the reason for that. He still asks for her at night. These days he sleeps in my bed because […]

Inktober – Day 8: Star

The stars glittered relentlessly overhead. He looked at the time and smiled at me. We had been outside for two straight hours now. I threw my head back and made to lay on the grass. He rolled his index finger around mine, took a breath and sighed. “Do you know that I love you?” “Mfa.” […]

Inktober – Day 7: Exhausted

The journey home is surprisingly quiet amidst the street bustle from pedestrians and drivers. My father’s eyes are fixated on the road, body stiff and upright like he is permanently attached to the steering. I and my sister sit at the back with the elephant in the car squeezing our faces against the window. My […]

Inktober – Day 6: Drooling

His eyes opened slowly. He blinked away the blur and rolled his head over on the pillowcase he had drenched in sweat and beef-scented drool. He’d laid still for a while before he jerked off the sofa to look for his phone. “Oh shit. Where’s my phone?” Wiping the drool off his face, he searched […]

Inktober – Day 4: Spell

“Let me have my school bag!” Emeka chased his oppressor with fear as solid as a rock in his heart. He had never stood up to any of the big boys yet here he was, in pursuit of the notorious Jid. They ran across what was left of the football field after Reverend Uzo’s family […]

Inktober – Day 3: Roasted

Binta sat cross-legged at Uche’s feet, head bent, cringing from the pain she’d been enduring for so long. “Relaxers were created for a reason, Ummi.” “Team natural for– ouch,” Binta cried. “..for life, with eternal pain.” Uche let out a sinister laugh. She enjoyed teasing her friend about her coarse hair. Virgin hair she called […]