Off My Back
"Zerah, you're still avoiding me for whatever reason, which you've refused to tell me," Kunle, my colleague, words from yesterday flashed through my mind as I lay in my hotel…
ZerahWrites
@zerah
Creative Writer
Lagos Nigeria
When The Cat's Away
We watched Papa's cat rattle down the street until his red taillights weren't visible again. There was an awkward silence in the house, amongst the three of us for a while.…
Morning Rush
The shrill cry of my alarm clock woke me up. Its sharp piercing sound pierced through my dream like a knife cutting through a beautifully baked cake. I slammed it shut and…
Longing
The sizzling aroma of onion and tomato paste in hot palm oil filled the air. It was an aroma I was familiar with, one I loved inhaling for whatever reason best known to me. I…
The Unbeatable One
The cheers were unstoppable from the crowd as Muhammad stepped into the crowd. So deafening that one from the neighboring community could hear it loud and clear. A clear…
Table For Two
Something was wrong. I could feel it but I couldn't tell the reason or why Mama Chinedu stopped checking up on me. Ever since I moved to Lagos, she has been like a mother to…
Sometimes We Laugh, Sometimes We Cry
I opened my eyes that morning before I heard the sound of water dropping. We were still in the dry season so I was sure it wasn't raining. But the smell of wetness hitting my…
Task Force
Sitting on a wooden stool in front of her shop. Ngọzi yawned loudly. She was hungry but hadn't made any sales from her wares of vibrant Ankara fabrics that hung neatly from ropes…
Food Court
Ngọzi could hear her heels click loudly on the tiled floor of the crowded Food Court her favourite restaurant. She tried to walk softly as all eyes seemed to rest on her. Her…