Tag: fiction

  • Diary of a Village Boy: The Leopard Spirit 13 (Tales by Moonlight 3)

    I ignored the onlookers and went to sit with Fata. The evening was still young, and more children arrived as time went on. The moon shone differently than before; the white underside looked like it was cloaked in a light gray hue. The evening wind was busy doing its thing, and the little commotion of…

  • Diary of a Village Boy: The Leopard Spirit 6 (Another Attack)

    That night I had another attack. It was midnight and everybody was settled for some sleep. The moon was white, there were no stars and the evening brought mild breezes. Wild dogs and wolves howled from the hilly distance and the night was deafened in their terrifying noise. Night was nobody’s friend those days. Travelers…

  • Diary of a Village Boy: The Leopard Spirit 2 (Mazi Kenem & Spirit Animal)

    It was evening when I reached Mazi Kenem’s house. Dada had asked me to return a basket borrowed from the old man during the new yam festival. It was an old basket, most of the raffia used to weave it was damaged. The evening breeze and cloudy skies painted a vague but hopeful imagery in…

  • Reintroducing the Legend of Wawadomea

    1 Now I write you a piece of my heart, tonight In the growing Harmattan and her temperament I am cut in two- halved in your Providence One for your happiness, another for Your happiness 2 This piece of heart tells a tale of the sea folk a story of survival, a war of loneliness…

  • The Castle called a man’s Heart

    Have you heard or seen the dens or prisons where free men were kept?  If not, let me tell you about it, about the little details which no man told First, those men put their trusts in imaginations and false hopes  Clinging to the mirror, others casted for them for self discovery The colors they…

  • August night

    I shall sing like the nightingale for you Throwing flowers before your feet And make for you a fine cuddly seat Tonight I will stand behind the mango tree And I shall call out to you, so we can meet; So we can hold hands and walk to the square* I shall tell you my…