A Stroll Through The Mind (I)

“The Brain is the citadel of the senses; this guides the principle of thought.” The human brain is the most powerful organ in the body. Over the years, humans have used the brain as a tool to create, destroy, manipulate, rule and several others. To begin with, the brain is divided into two hemispheres: the…

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My Goat Akilakpa has been angry since yesterday; at himself, at her, in fact, at everyone. So he has refused to answer anyone’s call. The situation was getting out of hand, so Yawa has come to Kobby–Akilakpa’s best friend–to try and talk with Akilakpa and find out what she had done wrong. From what she…

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At my Doorstep When I finally lifted the metallic bucket filled with water almost to the brim, a piece of cloth wrapped around my bosom and my sponge dish in my left hand ready to rush to the bathhouse; I was stopped in my track. She sat there, at my doorstep, alone and sad. I…

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Shortcuts are Dangerous Auntie Efua alighted at her usual bus stop. She crossed the road to the other side and began to walk briskly. There was not a single soul outside and the entire neighbourhood was quiet, except for some barks from the night dogs in the area. After every two steps, she would turn…

Short Fiction

Drama in the Hall again. Facet 1 It was a big room– a single room. A coffee-brown velvety partition divided the room into two halves; a chamber and a hall. In one corner of the hall, was an old wooden cupboard containing a few plates and some cooking utensils. A coal pot was found next…

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Drama in the Hall again Facet 2 The stench from the choked gutter was too much to bear. The cacophony of hoots from car horns, shouts from hawkers calling out customers to patronize their goods, with truck pushers forcing their way through the crowd, bellowing out “agoo” “agoo” was a piercing to the eardrum. Some…

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Drama in the Hall again Facet 4 “Hmm, Asantewaa, I really never expected Nhyira to pull such trigger.” She continued, shaking her head and clapping her hands against each other simultaneously. “Nyamekye, you needn’t say much. I’m simply overwhelmed. You and Nhyira, over? It’s beyond my imagination. I have never dreamt of such outcome.” Asantewaa…

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Drama in the Hall again Facet 6 It was exactly one week after Nhyira’s graduation. He wasn’t excited about the class he got. His parents had given him their piece of mind and that pissed him off. Most of the “Boyz-boyz” he used to “roll up” with had better classes than he had which came…

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Drama in the Hall again Facet 9 The twilight was late in arriving. It was rather a long night. Today certainly wasn’t Auntie Efua’s day. Only one of her customers had showed up and purchased her goods. She became anxious. She supported her chin with her right hand and placed her left hand on her…

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Drama in the Hall again Facet 11 He tossed and turned so many times on his uncomfortable bed. Why was it taking so long for sleep to wrap its warm hands around him? He got up from his bed and walked to the hall. He opened the refrigerator and brought out a sealed bottle. He…