A SAD LOVE STORY

The room was brightly lit so that I could see about three silhouettes behind the window blind of our dining cum study. Coupled with the inaudible sounds of wrestlers and their crazy fans that welcomed me into the house was the savoury aroma of well seasoned egusi soup and amala that caught me salivating immediately… Read More A SAD LOVE STORY

RIDING HOME

Dr. John, pot bellied, dark, loquacious sixty-year old civil servant in the Ministry of Information, or Misinformation as people always said, sat in a cane chair, his favourite spot behind the new cottage he acquired for Lara, his new catch. There, across Lara, he drank and chatted, but did the former with more care and… Read More RIDING HOME

NEW YEAR, NEW THING

Originally posted on OSCARPOEMS:
HELLO PEOPLE. HOPE YOU’RE HAVING A GREAT SATURDAY. @me_ablad DID THIS STORY ON NEW YEAR’S DAY. IT’S AN INTERESTING AND HUMOROUS ONE FOR YOUR WEEKEND. ENJOY, AND PLEASE DROP A FEW LINES IN THE COMMENT BOX…Oscarpoems I got out of bed twenty-something minutes past four in the afternoon. I can’t imagine how…