Fragile Beautiful Creatures

Tonight, your mother will draw you into the house by the ear. You will wince in pain as...

My Mother’s Son

They say a mother's love is unconditional, I think it's pretentious. The first time my brother, Idris, was...
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Support System

I walked down the familiar street leading to my house; church street, yes, that was the name. It...

Obioma

Obioma had become a shadow of herself. I remember sitting by her bedside at the chemotherapy ward in...

Violent Prayer

By God, the entire congregation was caught in the spirit! The pastor screamed God’s praise into the mic....
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Two Tales in...

Through the tempered glass of my provision store, I watched her take her usual seat on the pavement....

Something to Do...

The black was never an ally. He merely adopted it, found it at the door and allowed its...

Lover

I. After the party, in her house, they're drifting in and out of bewilderment, slowly, coolly, wildly, dancing...

The Celebration

We call it the celebration. “He went for his graduation in heaven,” Mama said of Uncle Joseph’s death,...

Joseph Graba

I. My name is Joseph Graba. I used to work in the cloth-shift with my brothers in the...