On a train to nowhere in particular, I sat next to a peculiar lady. I thought I might stare out the window the whole journey through and...

To my father, for having been here and to my mother for surviving. Dear Alfred, It’s been a year and I thought I’d write to tell you all...

Disclaimer The events in this story are based on a fictional interpretation of the true story of the shooting of the ex-servicemen; an...

Warning, the following story is about to be brutal and blunt, reader discretion is advised. Hi, my name is Mariama and I don’t want to be...

I might die tomorrow but I forgive myself today. We stacked ourselves like sardines for the night, and as I laid there, I thought. I had...

She loved him so much it made her hate herself. Ten years ago, they had ended things and she hadn’t been expecting him to resurface but...

Harmattan was in full swing as she shivered her way to her dresser. She picked up her shear butter to oil her skin before the harsh...

He was 5’8 – what the women considered short. He knew there was nothing he could do about his height but he could do something about how...

If you’re reading this, I’m dead and you will never believe who killed me – I still can’t believe who killed me. Picture yourself at my...

On my last day, I woke up with a heaviness in my chest; not because I was sick or sad but because I was getting married to the man of my...

If love was a drug Kwabena was an addict. Her name was Sandra. When he first met her, she was in a yellow sun dress and had applied shear...

Celestine was a selfish girl. She was the type of child mothers loathed, the very kind that fathers prayed against. Though the prettier...

This was probably the thirtieth time I was telling myself I would never do this again. It was also most probably the thirtieth time I was...