Short story: Magun By Ugochi Precious Nwabuzo
MAGUN I was about eight, when Brother Kayode would come over to the house to fix one faulty electrical appliance or another. He
Short story: Common Entrance by Obinna Jones
I knew I would not mind if they gave me big ugly uniforms. I looked in the back and saw Common Entrance. He was not talking. I hated him less. Nothing special. Just the way a child hates a dead child less.
“Thirty”: Short story by Ukachukwu Victory
It was just me and two other girls, Uju and Oge, at the Bus Park, sitting under a huge mango tree with broad