Gifts And Seasons Of Time
That evening didn't feel like my regular Saturday evening filled with paperwork and closing of accounts. I had no motivation at all left in me to work. It felt like one part of…
ZerahWrites
@zerah
Creative Writer
Lagos Nigeria
The Anonymous Party
Welcome to the party. Leave your fears at the door and play the game. - X* the lit invitation bangle read. I looked up at Sandra with her sleek red dress, wondering where she…
Mama’s Baby
I slammed the door shut as I sneaked inside my house, then I kicked my shoes off making sure not to switch on the lights In my apartment. I wasn't hiding from anybody in…
LOH #215- Priotizing Next Year
This year has been beautiful for me I wouldn't lie. I made some significant progress, and I am very proud that I accomplished it. Looking back sometimes to remember how I…
Sneaker Rush
My phone buzzed, jolting me up from my sleep. Lazily, I grabbed it from the counter where I left it and stared at the screen. It was Chidera, my cousin. "Chidera, Ogini? What is…
The Triangle
I stood in front of my mirror, looking at the shadow of myself I had become in just the first three months of working in Lagos. I sighed loudly and prayed that somehow Mrs Ayo…
Mama
Amaka had dreaded it all her life never to see her mum cry, But the first crack that appeared on her wedding day was not on her cake or dress. It was on Mama’s voice as she…
A Purse, A Stranger, and Lagos
There has always been chaos at the popular Balogun market in Lagos, and a few days ago, there wasn't an exemption. It felt like it was double what it had always been. Voices rose…
Exposed
TIti was that powerful lady I admired a lot in my corporate world. A purpose-driven lady with that burning desire to rise above the obstacles placed in her way. I'm sure if we…
Behind The Filter
From the moment the sun peeks through the clouds reflecting on the windows of her penthouse. The moment her manager steps into her room with a cup of her favourite slimming…