Part 1Dear Mr. Emmet Cartwright,My name is Trevor Miller and I’m writing to you from a mental health institution in St. Augustine. The story I’m about to tell you is the very story that landed me in here, so my expectation is that you will not believe me....
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It was the turn of the century before bubble gum filled lollipops had become the obsession of every Zambian child. Cola flavoured lollipops were all the rage back then. I would never quite go as far as saying I would have done anything for one, but I did...
I believe in nightmares that consume by day, leaving one bitterI am wide awake, yet it’s only my regrets I see clearerI walk alone in a tunnel I was promised would be littered with glitterI see no light exude, of course that excludes, my hope’s last glimm...
Nsansa was right when he said I would be blamed for Uliya’s death. The young blossoming and fertile second wife of my husband had succumbed to a mysterious fatality, and I was the only witness. A hundred villagers surrounded us as we sat on the ground. U...
I hated how beautiful she was.I hated her sleek, slender figure, her caramel skin, her and her long dark hair. Traditionally men couldn’t stand the idea of a slender wife. However, for a farmer like my husband, a slender wife was ideal. I was a...
I knew he loved me. He treated me better than most young men did their wives in our village. But I couldn't help but envy the admiration he had for Amaka. Sometimes I felt like he adored Amaka more than he did me. Amaka was the most loved soldier in our v...
As I live and breathe, so do these animals and trees. Now I perform a palm read, on the veins of these leaves. And it will tell me, the wrongs of my breed.I can hear her soul, she cries for me to aid her. But our kind is convinced, we are the single child...
If he knew it was going to be his last movie, Oshiro Akiyama would have watched something more uplifting than a horror. Oblivious to the dangers that awaited him in his own home, he walked casually into his one bedroom apartment and locked the door behind...
Dedicated to Anthony Chansa, challenge accepted!“Please don’t rattle any feathers with this one Maria,” I begged. Maria Sposcic was generally thought of as the best detective in the department. Unfortunately for the large majority of bureaucrats on the fo...
I lay in bed, breathing deeply, hoping it would distract me from my excruciating headache. Pieces of the only food I had an actual craving for floated in a bucket of vomit by my bedside. “God, why me?” I whimpered. A strong wind forced the curtains away f...
Cook De'Kane: The Invisible Flame
Welcome to Sycamore County, a land of corruption and crime.His presence was as discomforting as foretold. His cold and emotionless eyes pierced right through her. She had been warned of his dead stare but the forewarning gave her no upper hand. She was in absolute discomfort and he was enjoying the control. His n...
The Coward Across the Street
Unfortunately, based on a true story.The Coward Across the Street I’m a crime drama junkie. That means I've spent the last decade of my life watching movies and TV shows about guys who lack in terms of reasoning but have a lot of balls. Just like romantic movie junkies, a little part of us a...
"It’s okay,” she says, “It’s okay,” she says, With a broken heart, like a broken record, Rather than rejected, my apologies are ignored,She claims my mistakes are derived from her flaws.“It’s okay,” she says, “It’s okay,” she says,With her feet in the fir...
Locke & Keys: A Henchman's Handicap
An extract from the Journal of the almost notorious Marlon Keys.Reader discretion is advised. The first few lines of this work contain language or other material that some readers may find offensive. By choosing to view the piece in its entirety, you agree that you are 18 or older and do not object to vulgar or profa...
I was selfish in life but will be selfless in death A narrow minded boy, confining a soul of great breadth In lieu of flowers, make me seem philanthropic Make me out to be kindest, on sympathetic topic You've always known me best, my coin of a face How I...