Short Stories

A body has been found. I, Detective Constance Nkosi, loom over the body of a young female, dumped in a field near a quiet street. Between the smell and the state of the body a foul taste fills my [...]

A catalyzed, malnourished, and self-evident coldness from the grief of his father’s recurring waist-down paralysis he accidentally encountered before the toll gate massacre, and his brother’s [...]

Master Odinaka kept suppressing the impulse which had begun to transform into an overwhelming force with every passing second, and coercing him to go berserk. Even as he tutors the [...]

As Wura settled in for a chilly night, the last words from her husband reverberated in her mind. He’d phoned earlier that day pleading for forgiveness and promised to be home the next day to make [...]

The first time I knew you had changed shone from your response to the biology teacher’s question: Why is the reproductive system the most interesting topic in Biology? Why are both Intelligence [...]

It was inevitable: the putrid smell of carrion flowers often reminded me of the fate of my inner childhood. It all began on the day Papa died. I had returned from vacation from Auntie Esewie, my [...]

A cold morning is the time you wear an extra layer of clothing to work – it could be a raincoat, a sweater, or a suit but not if you work in a hospital. A health professional would wear [...]

This evening, Maria watches her daughter like a hawk watching its prey. As Nene plays with other kids, fear tightens her chest like a rope, making it harder and harder to breathe. Despite the [...]

It was a dark stormy night when something fell into my deep waters. Swiftly I swam with all my might to reach this tiny unknown bundle. I was surprised to find a wooden boat slowly sailing above [...]

It rained grief in Idoani; the day Mr. Dawap died, and the longest, largest, and fruitless tree was down. Under the tree were lengthened wooden chairs, before his death. The administrative block, [...]