Category: Short Stories

My mother-in-law stares knives at me as I open the door. I can see her face turning beetroot-red all the way from my doorstep. I hurriedly put my

She had always been afraid of being used and thrown away like some expired item. She had guarded herself against boys by wearing baggy clothes to hide her

When I got pregnant at fifteen mama cursed and threw her wig on the floor revealing unkempt bantu knots. “I did not raise a harlot,” she screamed. “Who

Come close, I want to whisper a secret into your ear. I will poison a little boy by the end of this story but it won’t be out

You had never seen such a stunning girl before, you thought as you watched her walk across the petrol station. She was petite and tall in fitting grey

The first time baba came home drunk, he banged the door in a horrifying cadence that made me jolt awake in terror. There was a heated debate and

When you thought of some girls, you saw the image of a pigeon and dirt under fingernails but not when you thought about her. She had a shape

My skyline is a view of unfinished flats: Cracks on the wall, jutting iron rods on the side, clothes drying on the line. Below the flats: clogged ditches