Before Letting Go 3
"I can just approach her. After all, she is my colleague. I can just walk over there and introduce myself." These were Akpan's thoughts, but it was a bad mistake...
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Nine Lives
Nine days for the thief and one day for the owner of the house... The words surfaced from nowhere and germinated in the back of my mind like unwanted weed. I wasn’t sure where I had heard them but it was surprising how it emerged when it was least needed....
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Before Letting Go, 2
Akpan's University journey is just beginning but already Pamela's curves have ensnared him...
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Dad’s Passing
I lay wide awake in bed, heavy with exhaustion but unable to slip away. The wailing kept me awake—an unsettling sound so broken and hollow, like a woman in excruciating pain; it seemed as if someone was seeking an end, ravaged and tired. It was the sound of my Dad...
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I Met The Devil’s Child
Mama always told us that at midnight, the village witches turned into crows and owls and would sing their dirges in the evil forest. I and Ali would quiver under the ankara sheets, frightened to our toes...But Ali was no longer frightened.
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Before Letting Go
Akpan moved his lips slow, licking to make them wet again. He glimpsed the other guys in the room without turning his head; no one was looking at him; Akpan was relieved. His spoon was at the ready in his pocket; it had been in his pocket all day, travelling...
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Blurred Image
Blurb When love is naught but dashed hopes, and happily ever after is naught but a fleeting mirage, what remains is hurt and a longing for closure. This man was jilted by love, and finding closure can be a dangerous thing… Story I sit here completely lost, staring at the...
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Letting Go
I kept my eyes on the board, unseeing. My sight distorted and void with smeared colors representing the features of my environment. I could not see. Not because I was blind but because there were tears in my eyes. Mr Uchenna's voice was loud, his baritone so deep I feared...
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Trapped In My Body
Blurb When darkness is your only admirer and the mirror mocks you in glaring light, what is left of your self esteem? Story “Did you see Miss Piggy today?” “Her mother should have swallowed her!” My heart sank as I listened from one of the stalls, with my knees drawn...
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Contemplations
The old man in agbada was winking at me. I tried to ignore him, since scowling at him was yielding no result. He probably thought I was another one of those young girls he could deceive. I wonder about those girls, and how they manage to see past his pot...
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