I died on the 17th of April 2018, and it was all my fault. It was 1:43 AM. I was drunk as hell and stepping on the gas pedal like a maniac. Though the sharp bend road sign flashed at me, I didn't see it. The road looked perfectly straight to me, I was so certain... Continue Reading →
Somewhere in Eastern Nigeria, 16th of June, 1968 I avoided looking at the dead man’s face even as I approached. My intention was to quickly search the body for weapons and ammunition. I wasn’t particularly picky, even a knife would do at the moment. Guilt scratched at the back of my mind, preaching a sentimental... Continue Reading →
Jerusalem 38 A.D. Demas drummed stubby fingers on the polished table surface and flatly stared at the distraught woman seated in front of him. She reminded him of a mouse—small features, sharp dirty face, and piss poor. "I do not know what to do. He hasn't spoken or eaten in days. The other day—" the... Continue Reading →
Dele's scream echoed from wall to wall as each strike of the hammer drove the dull iron nail through his wrist. Sweat mixed with tears rolled down his cheeks as blood pumped from the wound. "W-why are you doing this?" His question came as a plea, voice scratchy from all his screaming. "Why am I... Continue Reading →
...all "good" things come to the desperate... Somewhere in West Africa 1679 “It's a girl,” the midwife mumbled in a hoarse voice. She was a short woman with a bent back and withered brown skin so wrinkled it resembled dried dates. Nneka smiled a little then turned her face away. She wasn’t sad, but at... Continue Reading →
...write it right 