THE BROTHER

A horrified scream tore through Dele’s lips as the hammer hit the nail, driving it through his wrist. Sweat mixed with tears rolled down his brows as blood poured from the wound. “W-why are you doing this?” His question came as a plea, his voice scratchy from all his screaming. “Why am I doing this?”…

What’s in My Pants?

“Lord, if you help me get past that dining hall door, I will stop fantasizing about Cynthia.” Henry prayed under his breath. Henry had a painful crush on Cynthia. She was a class ahead of him, with the face of an angel, and a figure dreams were made of. He knew God disapproved of fantasizing…

Are You The Nice Guy or The Destroyer? 

I ALWAYS categorize guys when I meet or hang out with them (force of habit; can’t help it.) There are👇 NICE GUYS: These ones help out, they always have a solution to problems. Excellent friends, I tell you. I do not friendzone this type, I just…okay maybe I friendzoned only once. Had absolutely nothing to…

SACRIFICE

SACRIFICE …all “good” things come to the desperate… Somewhere in West Africa 1679 “It’s a girl,” the midwife mumbled in a raspy voice. She was a short woman with a bent back, and withered skin much like dates—shrivelled and brown. Nneka smiled a little then turned her face away. She wasn’t sad, but at the same…

Breathing After the Pain

​ When that sad event occured it consumed you. You walked around with it, a balloon of black tied to your heart strings. It pulled at your mind, guiding you -choking you. It’s constricting presence sucked your essence, draining you like a ferocious parasite. Finding solace in its hollow embrace, you spread its disease -refusing…