Flash Fiction

We have got a catalog of spell-binding flash fiction. You will definitely get engrossed in these specially crafted literary delicacies.

CRIMSON by Uche Osita

CRIMSON by Uche Osita

CRIMSON by Uche Osita October 2008 Adaeze, Do you remember the way I used to hold your hand? Do you recall how I kissed you the day you told me that your father had finally left your mother? How tender our lips; rubbing off the loss that you knew could only be stayed...

BROKEN TEARS by Akinsanya Damilola

BROKEN TEARS by Akinsanya Damilola

BROKEN TEARS by Akinsanya Damilola "Broda please, please find me something, my belle dey crack, broda please, please abeg you." He said this line in the same precise version over and again as though he spent an entire day memorizing that part. I looked straight into...

THE CALL OF THE CROW

THE CALL OF THE CROW

THE CALL OF THE CROW I did not know what to write, I had always searched for the right story everywhere in mind. Then my mother woke me up. It was midnight and the whole village was sleeping. “Listen…” she whispered to my ear, and I waited for her to talk; she did...

DIGIT-AL

DIGIT-AL

On Chat. Christmas Eve. Me: Hey Darling. I just got off the phone with your Dad. Him: LOL. And how did it go? Me: Surprisingly, 'twas easier than I thought. Was a lil' scared at first, you know, talking to him for the first time. Him: Told you you'd be fine. He...

THE DATE

THE DATE

THE DATE So, we're returning from our third date. Telling each other how much of a good night out we had, we hug. She asks that I call her. I nod, ecstatic. How I like this lady! So much I loathe to leave. But I have to. Turning around, heading to flag down a taxi, I...

DIG DEEP

DIG DEEP

DIG DEEP As the Christmas bells rang with euphoria in the valleys of Arizona, the whole city was agog with the celebration.  The squawking chickens were slaughtered without mercy as they were roasted for meals. It was time for all and sundry to feast on their favorite...

H IS FOR HIV

H IS FOR HIV

H IS FOR HIV Something has happened. She knew right away because she felt it once she entered the room. It was in the doctor’s eye. Pity was dancing in the mire behind the glasses that made his eyes look like two huge white balls decorated with black. She sat down...

FREEDOM

FREEDOM

FREEDOM I had barely entered the huge gate when his large eyes pointed in my direction like the nozzle of a gun in search of its target, his gaze fastened to my figure like the canine of a lion holding its prey. As his eyes pierced through my whole being, I managed to...

Isolation

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