by Kayode Odumboni “Tell me a story,” I finally spluttered. I was particularly interested in your repetition of those words. I suspected that it was not a coincidence that[…]
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Flash Fictions
by D.M Aderibigbe ERE AAYO (BOARD GAME) The graveyard beside Tunde’s house along Mabadeje street was a terror to my mother, even though she didn’t know either the colour of the gate[…]
Confetti, New York
By ‘Dami Ajayi Marriage, grand as it sounds, was not for me. But no one will understand, most especially Bridget who flew in her gown from Madrid. The bouquet[…]