short stories
Melissa She sat from across the room and watched as his chocolate skin blended with the dark of the night to cast a silhouette of something huge on the bed. “How could…
In my part of the world, only a few things mattered. Family was first, the stomach was second, and Papa’s will was the third. Every year in our small town was always…
Disclaimer: Most of the dialogues are written in Nigerian pidgin. I looked around, the pungent smell of sweaty armpits mixed with excessively sprayed perfume choked my lungs, causing my nostrils to twitch…
comments Read Inspired Tidlog Transcript Scene One Caption: Ada goes to a Protest with her friend Ada’s Friend: Won’t we eat before matching? Ada: We don’t need at the protest. it is…
Diana sat in the middle row, right in the centre of the pew. Squashed in-between Simon’s cousin Tega – who he only saw once every couple of years – and his obese…
Newly unemployed, heartbroken and borderline broke, Desiree decides to forget her troubles at a wedding weekend in Ibadan. Her ex’s wedding! What could possibly go wrong?
I sit and stare at her with fear and sadness in my heart. She’s seated there facing me like a statue with a distant gaze locked in her eyes. Just like all…
“I am tired of your father,” Annie’s mother’s voice sounded stern on the phone, similar to the way she sounded when she would scold her as a little kid. “I am tired…
“What has come over you?” I asked. Jamie ignored me and brushed past quickly to the other side of the room to stand before the mirror. Staring angrily at her reflection, I…
comments Read Inspired Tidlog Transcript Scene One Caption: Ada and her friend are having a good time in a clear field. Ada’s Friend:AHHHHH! a snake just bit me on my bum! …