It wasn’t the first time nor was it the second. Tears rolled down her cheeks as she stared […]
Category Archive: FRUIT OF LABOUR ANTHOLOGY
‘The night I died is the night your life began’ Tonight is different from all the other nights. […]
Smoke entered her eyes, stinging them hard till every pocket holding her tears let go, flooding them. She straightened her back a little and tilted her head back, fighting […]
Izu, When people ask me why I can’t move on, I tell them that longbefore your conglomerate of small bones became a thing you worried […]
It was a cold Monday morning. I had rushed out of the house to quickly buy some necessities […]
There is music in the soul of a travelling man, there is hope in the fish struggling on […]
Dear Journal, The child standing at the foot of the wild mango tree resembles Kombi. I observe him […]
Last week Kosi’s father arrived in Canada. This is his third visit this year and this time he […]
My first night at 25 Balogun Street, I couldn’t believe what I had done. Not only did I […]
The day I died started like every other day. I woke up with the guilt I had been […]