I stabbed the man in the mirror at the third try, hard and fast, just like baba had instructed. The unfamiliar face that gazed back at me from inside it had a bland expression that remained in place during the first two dry runs but quickly turned into a painful grimace immediately the knifepoint hit the mirror before it shattered into a million pieces. The deed was done. “Congratulations, ” baba whispered, patting me on the back with his calloused…
Photo credits Google Death comes calling in my city, With an absurd dedication to duty, Hitching rides on tankers of sorrow, Or in containers of grief, And if the roads get completely blocked, By the many prayers and hadiths, From a billion mosques and churches, It doesn’t give up that easy, The reaper, determined as ever, Simply uses a bridge to enter, Otedola or Ojuelegba.
Photo Credits – Google “Pull back, Yoni. If we continue on this trajectory we will definitely crash into E9023H. Pull back!” They continued hurtling towards the looming mass, a sure sign that his order hadn’t registered anywhere. E9023H was the designation on the instrumentation panel for the third planet circling around the Class G star in this part of the Milky Way. According to the readout on his phaser, it was solid and had life, although there was no indication…
Credits rolled on the TV screen, signalling the end of the movie. Olu picked up the remote control and reduced the volume, then aimed a playful kick at his friend’s ankles. “Wake up sleepy chicken, the movie is over now.” Sola muttered and got up from his position on the floor, then slowly stood up and yawned loudly. “Thank God it is,” he said, stretching his body as he did so. “Only God knows what you see in all these…
Six months ago… “I think she’s awake now, go and get the doctor.” It was Yele’s voice. I tried to turn my head in the direction it came from, but my neck muscles protested vehemently. I needn’t have bothered; he was immediately at my side, concern written all over his handsome face. I was in hospital.