A stoic person, Yaya would very much be anywhere else but at the heart of Mafoluku, listening to music he’d grown up listening to, but had never loved.
A stoic person, Yaya would very much be anywhere else but at the heart of Mafoluku, listening to music he’d grown up listening to, but had never loved.
What manner of love is this? A love that endures. A love that believes. They don’t make them like this anymore, Bessem. They don’t.
The gangs did not cow to old men with massive paunches anymore. They deferred to youthful zeal and brutality, not outdated, restricting ideals
He did seem to hate him. Was it just because he was the oldest in the office? Did Adigun remind him of someone he disliked?
“Better for you to confess now, so we find an arrangement that can see you do a light reformatory penance for your sins.’’
Bookish Ezioma shares her thoughts with Littafi on literary culture in Nigeria and the many real-world lessons in books.
Snapping suddenly to an upright position, Yaya charged his shell-shocked attacker, who, caught ball-watching, stood helpless in the face of his foe’s barrage.
The quickest step to progress is to relearn the lessons from arguably the most significant event in its years as a free, democratic nation- the Nigerian Civil War.
They’d murdered his brother and laughed. Akeyo Labisi, his friends, those Ilaris. He knew their faces and would know them until he died.
Your cozy literary sweater will reveal itself when the time is right, wrapping you in the warmth of a good story once more.
Since I've always loved apocalyptic movies, I've often wondered which tropes me and my friends would fall under if we found ourselves in an apocalypse-type situation
Kuku had successfully brought over the majority of the Assembly to his line of thinking with a combination of articulate arguments and timely assassinations.
