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In The Dark

It is early morning. You lean over with a groan and your arm brushes against naked skin. Your drowsy brain isn’t sure what your hand touched so you go for a second pass. You grab unto a cheek. You squeeze. Your dick yawns a protracted yawn and opens its one ...

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Rape Is Not Only When There’s Blood And A Crying Girl

I can’t say I remember exactly how it started but on the night I just got home, slightly tipsy from alcohol, my brothers and I got into an argument about consent that left me going “What the fuck?” You are on twitter and you see random people saying these outrageous ...

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WHO WILL SUPPORT THE MINISTRY OF GOD?

I was recently in an Aba-bound bus from Umuahia. I was seated by the window, slightly regretting the fact that my phone battery was low and so I couldn’t occupy my mind with music from my playlist. But I had a book in hand, and even though motion sickness nipped ...

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A TALE OF A NIGERIAN MAN’S WOES AND THEREAFTER

The Taxify driver showed me a big black welt on his neck. It ran around his neck, bluish black, swollen. He told me that in October, he had gone to a real estate agency on Allen Avenue to pay for six plots of land in Lekki EPZ zone. The sum ...

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When It Sucks To Be A Man

The Taxify driver was an Adonis – dark, lean muscled, well groomed. He smelled nice. He had an aristocratic mien that speaks of years in the embrace of authority. He was tempered and beautifully spoken. His phone kept ringing. He kept rejecting the call. I looked over at him. He ...

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Life Is A Game Of Thrones

Life is truly a game of thrones. The one who fights against you is actually fighting for himself. The one who fights for you is actually fighting for himself. It is all a game of control for personal benefit. Think deeper. The world is not black or white. It is ...

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Happy Birthday

“…BIRTHDAY!” “Huh?” I am slow to respond to the cheer of my colleague. Her name is Sarah and she is a member of the Human Resource department of the company I work for. So it isn’t a shock that she is the first to wish me well. “Happy birthday!” she ...

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THE BIG WORD

Last night I was alone with her. Face to face. Beautiful her. She spoke with practiced ease, and kept using the same word “defenestrate”. She used it in sentences. She used it alone. She said it in a whisper. She said it loudly. She said it as she told me ...

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NOT JUST ANOTHER HORROR STORY

The period was June, 2006 in Ibadan. My husband, Owen, was in his service year then and I was quite unemployed, so I was with him in Ibadan. We lived in a house with four rooms. He and I stayed in one. Three other guys each took one room. One ...

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THE NIGHT OF CONFESSIONS

The first time I got head, I was tipsy. It was my very first head and let me just tell you – a head-mistress was the one who gave it to me! I’d always felt like she was too attracted to my body but never really bothered about it. I ...

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