Skip to main content

Posts

Showing posts from April, 2014

Rally of votes by Nnabuike Onah

They configured our lives
into different papers; ballots

and set before us
their swindling tongues

dripping with honey
and hopes

just like they did before
four years ago

and the four years before it
which all ended

in the nebulae. Hands
pointing upward,

slogans cascading
and lies of solidarity

echoing from the hubbubs.
We too have configured

them into liars, more liars
and most liars.

Nnabuike Onah lives in Onitsha. He studies political science at University Of Ibadan. He has been published in Kalahari review,  Bukrepublik, and Naija stories.



Posted from WordPress for iPhone

Titi (Flash fiction by Uzoma Ihejirika)

Titi





When I heard that she was dead, my blood ran cold and a deathly chill descended on the room as I dropped the receiver. I turned to her.
"Titi..." I swallowed hard. "Is it true?"
"What?" she asked, pulling the sheets up to her chest.
"Is...is it true...that you're dead?"
She stared at me incredulously, as though I was stupid. "What sort of question is that? Who then do
you think is before you?"
"Yes. But...Okay, wait." I quickly dialled Bisi, my
sister's number. She picked the call.
"Hello?" she said.
"Yeah, Bisi. Please what you said about my Titi...is that really true?"
"Oh." Guilt filled her voice. "I'm really sorry if I gave you a scare. I didn't mean to. I was talking about the other Titi, the one back in secondary school.
Your crush, remember?"
"Oh." I felt calm return to me. "Thank God for that. Okay, Bisi. Later." I dropped the receiver. "Titi, pl…