When I was about twelve years old, my mother ran a restaurant in front of our house. In the afternoons when business was slow we would sit behind the counter and talk…
It is always winter for Hannah, sometimes she feels it in her body other times she feels it in her soul. During times when she feels its cold pooling at her feet,…
“Don’t go out in the rain.” Those were her grandmother’s last words. Insignificant as they might seem to an outsider, they were very significant to Bisi. They meant: don’t run into the…
“Your father wants you to take off your uniform, he says you’re following me to the market today”. My mother told me as I knelt with my hands on the buckle of…
This tale is not for people who want to read stories just the way they happened. The gradual projection of events and not the scattered remembrance of events that is normal for…
I stare at the young man over the counter and he stares back at me. He is a good looking young man with dark smoky eyes and soft looking black beard. His…
The world is a place where it seems like many people are either out there to hurt us or don’t care if they hurt us, whether intentionally or accidentally. The feeling of…