Helloo Blogosphere, It has been ages! I have missed (creative) writing so much! This is what four years of law school does to you! A couple of days ago I wrote my final exam to complete my LLB! Now all I have left is to finish up that 18,000-word thesis (cringe)! (Though technically I have […]
This particular magic trick snuck up on you subtly; gradually. First, the taps stopped running in your area. They would run one week and dry up the next, till they dried up all together. You took it for granted that the problem would be fixed; but it is still here, rubbing its long fingers on […]
Originally posted on Flash Fiction From GHANA:
The dress is red. Tight. Actually, it’s more than tight, its seams cling to my body. Its red and my brown could easily be the same fabric, but my brown is skin and the red is my dress. Somewhere in between my thigh and my knee, the red…
Mr. Politricksian, When you dip sticky fingers Into the nation’s treasury, Do you not envision the figures Made bonier by your treachery? When you force only square blocks, Into round pegs, To dodge political knocks And to hatch party eggs, Do you think of the masters holder, holding his head? Do you think […]
Did you slap him back When he slapped you? She launched an insult attack, Did you fire too? Did you seek his degradation Since he smeared your reputation? Did you slander her whole nation, Since she mocked your colouration? That he stole your cash is true, But it’s sad you pinched his too And though […]
The danger of one story (I stole that *smiley*).
Exchanged Places; Misplaced Souls.