Peak from the other side

It was a cold, rainy night. Anita slowly opened her eyes. She felt chilly, like one suddenly thrust into an icy pool. The room was draped in pitch darkness, save for the occasional flashes from the lightening. The wind howled outside the window of the hospital staff room, like the rasp whispers of the ghosts… Read More Peak from the other side

Facing the storm

The young woman sat silently, pensively, like a monk in deep meditation. In her heart, she felt lonely and abandoned; like a single pair of footsteps in a long barren desert. I can’t be the first woman! And I can’t be the only one! “Mrs. Damilo…” “Miss…Damilola”, she corrected, smiling nervously at the attorney. The… Read More Facing the storm

Sundown[1]

Ifeadigo was in a vacuum. The chaos and noise around him could not penetrate the sorrow that now enveloped him like a shell. Time was timeless. Even the phalanx of hands pulling him from his kneeling position could not shake him from his daze. His benumbed arms held the body of his mother, now growing… Read More Sundown[1]