My grades began to dwindle. I had lost concentration in school. When my teachers are teaching, all I see is Aunty Halimah’s naked body and Mr. Kola’s image in my head. He told me to close my eyes when he was doing what he was doing but I have a mental image.
I was dad’s favourite. He’d come home every day with different things he bought for me. Candy, Ice Cream, Pizzas, mention it. I got anything I wanted. I remember one time mum joked that they were going to remove my teeth because of the junk I ate. They had already removed two of my teeth
It had been two months since Tony’s death, and Andrew and Shalom barely exchanged words, each locked up in their worlds licking their wounds. Halimah moved around the house walking on eggshells.
Kikelomo’s eyes shone brighter than the moon-design table lamp sitting next to her on the mahogany table. She looked forward to evenings like this when she could gather her grandchildren around, passing on stories she’d heard from her father like it was a cherished family heirloom. She flashed back to when she was five years […]
And the elevator dings, reminding me of all the places I’ll have to be that I’ll rather not be. I step out and draw in two quick breaths before releasing air from my tight chest. Rosaline, we have to see first thing tomorrow. That was the text I received from my Operations Manager yesterday. That […]
Children in the parkswinging as they walka couple in my frontexchanging a kisswrapped in an embrace.Bodies lying stillin the Necropolis. Raindropsspiralling on my windowsplashes of waterpuddles in placesfrom the day’s fall. The River Kelvinin a hurry to nowhere. Naked trees erect in the winddry leaves crumpling beneath my feetpigeons over my headat George Square.a puppy on […]
Write! There’s no other way to get better at your writing. I can make this sentence the whole post, and I would have passed my message across, but I’ll expand on this idea a bit. You’ve read Stephen King’s On Writing: A Memoir of the Craft. You’ve marked the pages with pink and green highlighters, so […]
Tomi had been sitting in front of her laptop for the past hour, watching the different sizes of circles rotate around each other. The header of the page was green, with an image of legs in orange khaki boots with black soles. For each of the legs, the right was arched at a 90-degree angle […]
Sue sat on a high chair in front of the dirt-stained window watching the wavy lines of the canal that flowed past her apartment building. When she had the time, she’d sit and watch as people came out to fish or feed bread to the swans. At other times, she’d watch kayakers as they paddled […]
Ralia had just brought out her bowl of rice and stew from the microwave ready to dig into her late dinner when the loud whir of the fire alarm began to ring. She took a seat and ate some spoonfuls of her meal, looking into the faces of her other flatmates who were in the […]