Oluoma Udemezue
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They avoided any form of conversation while on their way to the airport.
They avoided any form of conversation while on their way to the airport. → Read More
...my mother was almost naked, beating up my father.
...my mother was almost naked, beating up my father. → Read More
This poem looks at the lives of displaced people in Nigeria, and all around the world.
This poem looks at the lives of displaced people in Nigeria, and all around the world. → Read More
This poem takes a look at women and men who live and survive outside the shores of their motherland.
This poem takes a look at women and men who live and survive outside the shores of their motherland. → Read More
Fabian’s voice was like an angel’s whisper. He was barely sixteen. James smiled back at him, the tears were coming but he didn’t let them show.
Fabian’s voice was like an angel’s whisper. He was barely sixteen. James smiled back at him, the tears were coming but he didn’t let them show. → Read More
Short Story- A little drop of mercy
Their bullets found their way into them and cut the last drop of life the prisoners had, and after a while, a heavy peace descended. → Read More
It was the middle of corn season, and rains hadn’t descended for a very long while. She knew it cost Papa so much, but they all were helpless.
It was the middle of corn season, and rains hadn’t descended for a very long while. She knew it cost Papa so much, but they all were helpless. → Read More
Her slim palms were engulfed into his, leaving nothing to the eyes, but a white napkin that idled about their entwined minds. It was difficult to leave her, when they knew it was already too late.
Her slim palms were engulfed into his, leaving nothing to the eyes, but a white napkin that idled about their entwined minds. It was difficult to leave her, when they knew it was already too late. → Read More
Marriage & Relationships
The glamour and glitz that resonate on her special day cannot be compared to any other, but Shylocks are all round and about her , waiting for their debtor. → Read More
Roadside begging: the new form of stomach infrastructure in Nigeria
They jump at you at the slightest pause of traffic light on the road. At night, in the early hours of the morning and day time, able bodied citizens roam the streets and highways; they do nothing but wait on another for their daily meal. → Read More
Short Story- My bossy boss
Josh went home with a sour feeling in his gut and the taste of Samantha's Bistro’s succulent burger. He made a mental note to stop by, sometime soon. → Read More
Short Story- The light house
Tolu reached for her hand,but she withdrew it,she didn't want to press too hard because she was just eight. But when she tried to come closer,Kemi jumped up.Tolu winced,red trickles ran down kemi’s legs → Read More
It is not only in government or politics that there is the existence of tyranny, it could be seen in homes, churches, cooperate spheres, but the most painful of this age is that which is perpetuated by private schools.
It is not only in government or politics that there is the existence of tyranny, it could be seen in homes, churches, cooperate spheres, but the most painful of this age is that which is perpetuated by private schools. → Read More
Death of an angel;Losing Kaodi
Little Kaodi, her mother knew would not have chosen to leave them this way. She left with the only flash of light that was left in their marriage. → Read More