• When Happy Hurts On a sweltering harmattan afternoon when I was nine, my father lied to me for the first time. “You’re special,” he said. I had just emerged from an entrance exam into a prestigious Government Navy Secondary School in Maiduguri. We sat under the shade of a neem tree at the edge of the school’s football […] 'Suyi Davies Okungbowa 15 responses June 3, 2016
  • Straight Through The Heart At 6 years old, dying is something that happens to other people. Actually, it doesn’t happens at all, outside of funny (temporary) cartoon deaths and some distant relatives whose funerals you aren’t allowed to attend anyway. Aside from playing dead with your tongue hanging out oh-so-convincingly, you do know one thing for sure – that […] Ekari Mbvundula 45 responses June 3, 2016
  • Made Of Salt I grew up in Badagry, a coastal town on the edge of Lagos, Nigeria. So I spent most of my growing years by the beach. It wasn’t the usual gated, busy type of beach, full of hustling vendors, the occasional pickpocket and people looking for ways to show off their bodies in skimpy beachwear. I […] Alexandra 36 responses June 3, 2016
  • Wanderer At night, when Mummy and Daddy are sleeping and making all those noises like pigs, I like to fly around the bedroom they have left me to sleep in. I’ve always wanted to tell them that I don’t need a bedroom. That I don’t sleep. But my friends have told me not to, and I […] Ifeanyichukwu 11 responses May 27, 2016
  • How (Not) To Train Your Alien On Taakhe’s two-hundredth moonday, I gift her another alien companion. The straight, medium-sized thing is delivered in a carefully cryonized transparent enclosure, with instructions not to open until specific gravity, pressure and oxygen conditions have been recreated within. I attach an EXTREMELY FRAGILE warning before I send it via manual flash delivery. The last one I’d tried to […] 'Suyi Davies Okungbowa 11 responses May 27, 2016
  • The Passenger Sandra limped through the dark neighbourhood, jumping at every rustle and creak. Her feet were bare and she shivered in her short, blue gown as the harmattan breeze danced around her body. Eyes wide, she kept glancing around, clutching the burden in her arms as unfamiliar buildings loomed over her in the darkness. She had […] Alexandra 24 responses May 27, 2016
  • The Genesis Project It always started with the flickering of lights, the thinning of air, and the indistinct whirring that signified the opening of the portal. But no one saw it, the flickering that is, and no one heard the whirring. No one felt the air suddenly go thin like there wasn’t enough oxygen in the open space. […] AJ Dafeta 7 responses May 27, 2016
  • The Butterfly Effect She stood at the door of their home watching him get into the car with their son who he was going to drop off at school. She rubbed her neck where he had strangled her the night before and managed a weak smile and a wave, more for the benefit of her neighbours than for […] Abidemi Abudu 66 responses May 27, 2016
  • No Room For The Dead The knock came at 2:51pm, echoing over the mourners on the living room floor. Vinjeru Mkandawire stood fast, but Uncle Mike blocked him. He stared wide-eyed at his grim uncle. “What are we going to do?” he whimpered. Without replying, his uncle rose to answer the door, and Vinjeru followed, stepping carefully around puzzled mourners. […] Ekari Mbvundula 10 responses May 27, 2016
  • The Candidate The news moved from one door to the next, traveling through the rows of haphazardly arranged houses  in downtown Ajegunle, till it turned and made its way back up the gossip channel to classier end of Babariba Street where it had started. Dogoro Bai is dead! Inspector Sina stood over the still body of the […] AJ Dafeta 15 responses May 20, 2016
  • Politics Is Drama Everything started falling apart on Monday, when Ibrahim Hidara stood up and requested permission to address the Parliament. The Chief of the Parliament, Chudi Oduola, had squinted before nodding and smiling in consent. Ibrahim was Oduola’s closest companion and it was clear to everyone why. He had been at the forefront of Oduola’s meteoric rise […] Ezinne Zara 10 responses May 20, 2016
  • POL 101: The Science Of Treachery The two men stood close enough for their potbellies to touch, nostrils flaring like those of raging bulls as their chests rose and fell in anger. They held each other’s gaze without blinking, even though their halitosis-rich breath was offensive enough to induce tears. Around them, the chaos in the senate chamber raged on. Angry […] Alexandra 45 responses May 20, 2016