The SMS was three words long: I am pregnant. You blinked twice, hoping your eyes would un-see what it had seen. But no, the words stood desolate on your phone screen. Pregnant? How? You sat back and closed your eyes. You recalled that afternoon you met her at Eko Hotel roundabout. … Continue reading Used (A Bankole Banjo short story)
Fiction
A Happy Ending?
On a street not far from yours, lived an everyday girl, who also doubled as a slay queen and head turner. Under the fading light of the evening sun, with gentle breeze and childish giggles in the air, is a party happening. It is the celebration of a marriage, and there she was basking in … Continue reading A Happy Ending?
You Will Remember Me
I remember the first day I saw you. It was that day I had a big row with Anu. The argument had been over C. Ronaldo - Did Sir Fergie make him the success he is today or was he just a natural? Anu had insisted it was all natural talent. I stated it was … Continue reading You Will Remember Me
For Lack of a Title
“I should have eaten”, Gbenle thought as he manoeuvred passers-by at Oyingbo market trying to get the heavy weight of foodstuff on his shoulders to a car parked somewhere on Apapa road. Behind him, an elderly woman walked briskly; tailing him to make sure he doesn’t run away with her purchase. Gbenle is one of … Continue reading For Lack of a Title
A Different Kind of Fall
“I wish I was 16 so I can know what it feels like to fall under anointing too” I hear Biola say in that childish grating voice of hers. Gradually, I stir from my fall, waiting for my eyes to adjust to the sunlit room. Biola is my 14year old younger sister. I hold my … Continue reading A Different Kind of Fall
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