The Passenger Nobody Collected
"Madam, can you tell that man to stop following our bus?" That was what came out of the conductor's mouth that everyone looked towards the left window side. I was sitting in…
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AN INVITATION TO THE MARKET OF THE DEAD🥀💀__#55
I have never believed in ghosts until the night I followed the masquerade. In my village in Nnewi, they tell children not to go out on the night of October 31st. Not because of…
THE VOICE CALLING FROM THE KITCHEN
The first time I heard my dead father calling my name, I did exactly what any sensible man would do... I covered my head with a blanket and pretended I was still a child... My…
DON'T GIVE IT A MOUTH ___PROMPT #55
Tunde's father was the best carver in Mushin. Not chair, not door. He carved faces. Eyo faces, Egungun faces, masquerade faces. People came from Ikeja, from Yaba, even from…
The House Nobody Wanted To Enter.
There are some places that look completely normal during the day but become something else entirely at night, a house can look beautiful in the afternoon, with flowers around the…
THE HOUSE THAT REMEMBERS HER NAME
Nobody has lived in the white house at the end of Unity Street for eleven windows are always open, but no wind moves the curtains. When Zara returned to Awka after five years…
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