I DARED HER TO REALITY

WRITTEN BY NZEH UCHE I dared her existence, I was somewhat right. All that in one? It couldn’t be. Hips, booty, boobs, height, flat tummy, beauty, good manners, and brains. It only existed in soap operas. Damn! That imagination always got me fascinated. So, I drove north, In search of …

FROM THE PARTY

WRITTEN BY NZEH UCHE That same night they met at Belema’s party, Mbaeyi knew she was his comfort. She didn’t play hard to get or give him the ‘ninety days before sex’ cliché. Their first intimacy was four weeks after her birthday, that same year. They explored various feats and …

CUSTOMERS

WRITTEN BY NZEH UCHE I held Paul’s arm as we walked straight towards the junction where they all stood. I recognized the woman attending to her customers, but couldn’t place the face. She sold beans cake. From afar, she saw me and wore a smile. As we got closer there, …

LOOKALIKES—1

WRITTEN BY NZEH UCHE It was that year; crime had firm standing. The people feared for one another because their livelihood reeked of law-breakers. Putting an end to these crimes was to follow the hierarchy of evil deeds—to cut off the Cobra’s head, before roasting its body. But this was …

ANOTHER OSU STORY

WRITTEN BY NZEH UCHE Somewhere in Africa, Patience and her siblings; a brother, and two sisters were part of the children raised in affluence in their locality. Her both parents were medical practitioners. Her father, a medical doctor, her mother a nurse—who dedicated most of their lives saving lives. Patience …

TEENAGE DESIRE

WRITTEN BY NZEH U.S Jane, a lovely young girl was the face of Mustapha Street, a place where I was born and raised. As a teen, she was a rare damsel and her height was in accordance with her unique development. Her beauty established her dominance; she was the very definition …

THE BAR OPPOSITE THE STRIP CLUB

WRITTEN BY NZEH UCHE Fridays were always for hanging out with friends and getting drunk. They always met at 8 pm, at their favourite bar; Capitol. A group of five; Lanre and his four friends would meet up to drink, argue about soccer, about hustle, and gossip a little about …

HERDSMAN IN LOVE

WRITTEN BY NZEH UCHE Nneka walked like she was controlled by something. Her thoughts had left the shores of her present; she let herself drown in her own memories. Izunna, the teenage boy who walked beside her as they trekked back home from school was concerned because Nneka was there …

FATAL FIND

WRITTEN BY IWUNDU WISDOM Somewhere along a busy road sits an apartment, and in the apartment a boy, and in the boy frustration. He stares across the dimly lit room at the empty pages of his notebook, then to the far right, at the winking cursor on the white page …

THE SOPHOMORE; WHAT THEY HAVE IN COMMON

WRITTEN BY NZEH UCHE Kemi tapped a foot continuously in front of the mathematics lecturer’s office, almost going ballistic up in her head over her wait in the reception. The receptionist made matters worse with her very loud chomping of chewing gum. It was obvious she had a permanent stay …